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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a707e7f | Why in fact should one tell the truth? What obliges us to do it? And why do we consider telling the truth to be a virtue? Imagine that you meet a madman, who claims that he is a fish and that we are all fish. Are you going to argue with him? Are you going to undress in front of him and show him that you don't have fins? Are you going to say to his face what you think?...If you told him the whole truth and nothing but the truth, only what yo.. | Milan Kundera | ||
| b1cdb3f | Hundreds of butterflies flitted in and out of sight like short-lived punctuation marks in a stream of consciousness without beginning or end. | writing flying descriptive prose | Haruki Murakami | |
| 52d94a1 | Everybody's born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I'd really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 4d9fd9b | My shadow is only half of what it should be." "Everyone has their shortcomings." | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 51fc39d | Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past. | James Joyce | ||
| ff9973c | A woman means by Unselfishness chiefly taking trouble for others; a man means not giving trouble to others...thus, while the woman thinks of doing good offices and the man of respecting other people's rights, each sex, without any obvious unreason, can and does regard the other as radically selfish. | men women | C.S. Lewis | |
| 1cda963 | We'll act as if all this were a bad dream." A bad dream. To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream. A bad dream. I remembered everything. I remembered the cadavers and Doreen and the story of the fig tree and Marco's diamond and the sailor on the Common and Doctor Gordon's wall-eyed nurse and the broken thermometers and the Negro with his two kinds of beans and the twenty pounds I gai.. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 326ca46 | It's true, and I was really hideous as a preteen. Tall and gawky. I used to bump my head into everything. Still do sometimes. (Kat) You are my daughter. (Acheron) Sure I am, I can't imagine you ever being uncoordinated. (Kat) Oh, I assure you I've nailed quite a few signs with my forehead. It's a wonder 'Exit' isn't permanently imprinted right between my eyes. (Acheron) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 9d4476b | He said "cool" like I say a Spanish word when I'm not sure of the pronunciation." | spanish funny language | Kelley Armstrong | |
| d9f6ff5 | I see many people die because they judge that life is not worth living. I see others paradoxically getting killed for the ideas or illusions that give them a reason for living (what is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying). I therefore conclude that the meaning of life is the most urgent of questions. | Albert Camus | ||
| 410e93f | Beauty, no doubt, does not make revolutions. But a day will come when revolutions will have need of beauty. | Albert Camus | ||
| 1083416 | One always has exaggerated ideas about what one doesn't know. | Albert Camus | ||
| 5ff2f01 | Everyone tries to make his life a work of art. We want love to last and we know that it does not last; even if, by some miracle, it were to last a whole lifetime, it would still be incomplete. Perhaps, in this insatiable need for perpetuation, we should better understand human suffering, if we knew that it was eternal. It appears that great minds are, sometimes, less horrified by suffering than by the fact that it does not endure. In defaul.. | suffering love | Albert Camus | |
| 423d419 | What is she to me? Except a menace -- a danger you've chosen to inflict on all of us. | rosalie | Stephenie Meyer | |
| a8e8095 | He is careful of what he reads, for that is what he will write. He is careful of what he learns, for that is what he will know. | Annie Dillard | ||
| 0e87075 | It was one of those cases where you approve the broad, general principle of an idea but can't help being in a bit of a twitter at the prospect of putting it into practical effect. I explained this to Jeeves, and he said much the same thing had bothered Hamlet. | shakespeare humor jeeves hesitation hamlet | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| 76167ec | April hath put a spirit of youth in everything. (Sonnet XCVIII) | spring | William Shakespeare | |
| 7d31dfc | What win I, if I gain the thing I seek? A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy. Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week? Or sells eternity to get a toy? For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy? Or what fond beggar, but to touch the crown, Would with the sceptre straight be strucken down? | greed fleeting-possession gain | William Shakespeare | |
| b5c5d74 | Awake, dear heart, awake. Thou hast slept well. Awake. | William Shakespeare | ||
| f0d67ff | Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death! | romance | William Shakespeare | |
| 60f3c8f | She was a young person of many theories; her imagination was remarkably active. It had been her fortune to possess a finer mind than most of the persons among whom her lot was cast; to have a larger perception of surrounding facts, and to care for knowledge that was tinged with the unfamiliar...It may be affirmed without delay that She was probably very liable to the sin of self-esteem; she often surveyed with complacency the field of her o.. | Henry James | ||
| c51d1bc | I love the stillness of the wood; I love the music of the rill: I love the couch in pensive mod Upon some silent hill. Scarce heard, beneath yon arching trees, The silver-crested ripples pass; and, like a mimic brook, the breeze Whispers among the grass. Here from the world I win release, Nor scorn of men, nor footstep rude, Break into mar the holy peace Of this great solitude. Here may the silent tears I weep Lull the vested spiri.. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| d9f3a01 | His wang is rubbed shiny," Josh elaborates. "For luck." "Why are we talking about parts again?" Mer asks. "Can't we ever talk about anything else?" "Really?" I ask. "Shiny wang?" "Very," St. Clair says. "Now that's something I've gotta see." | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| cd176df | The next morning-at least, I assumed it was morning, since we were all waking up- I felt like one of those twelve dancing princesses, who danced all night, wore holes in their shoes, and had to sleep it off the next day. Except, oh yeah: a)I'm not a princess; b)sleeping in a subway tunnel and having another brain attack aren't that much like dancing all night; and c) my combat boots were still in good shape. Other than that, it was the sa.. | James Patterson | ||
| 5a0ea6d | I feel like I'm going to HURL. Which, even if I wanted to do, I couldn't do, because I haven't eaten. I can't even drag myself out of my room. And while I'd be able to muster the strength to roundhouse Fang until he begged for MERCY, I'de be mush around an Eraser. | the-other-epilogue sad | James Patterson | |
| 3d28bb3 | Fear and realisation of ignorance, strong medicines against stupid pride. | inspirational ignorance pride | Garth Nix | |
| 72d70ce | They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate. | William Golding | ||
| 981fea0 | Your first kiss is destiny knocking. | Alice Sebold | ||
| a3386e2 | Every adversity, every failure, every heartbreak, carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit. | Napoleon Hill | ||
| 4899edc | Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you?" "Fly at me again. I rather liked it," said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done for a fortnight." | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| ceb27b2 | A quick temper, sharp tongue, and restless spirit were always getting her into scrapes, and her life was a series of ups and downs, which were both comic and pathetic. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 52a78ed | Never," said my aunt, "be mean in anything; never be false; never be cruel. Avoid those three vices, Trot, and I can always be hopeful of you." | Charles Dickens | ||
| 80ce7ad | The happening and telling are very different things. This doesn't mean that the story isn't true, only that I honestly don't know anymore if I really remember it or only remember how to tell it. Language does this to our memories, simplifies, solidifies, codifies, mummifies. An off-told story is like a photograph in a family album. Eventually it replaces the moment it was meant to capture. | truth storytelling | Karen Joy Fowler | |
| 11fbff2 | I couldn't have spoken like this yesterday, because when we've been apart, and I'm looking forward to seeing you, every thought is burnt up in a great flame. But then you come; and you're so much more than I remembered, and what I want of you is so much more than an hour or two every now and then, with wastes of thirsty waiting between, that I can sit perfectly still beside you, like this, with that other vision in my mind, just quietly tru.. | Edith Wharton | ||
| 78a716d | I will take the Ring", he said, "though I do not know the way." | inspirational | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 3f70bb9 | And that, ...is the story of our country, one invasion after another...Macedonians. Saddanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the Soviets. But we're like those walls up there. Battered, and nothing pretty to look at, but still standing. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 5017f82 | Each snowflake was a sigh heard by an aggrieved woman somewhere in the world. All the sighs drifted up the sky, gathered into clouds, then broke into tiny pieces that fell silently on the people below. As a reminder of how women suffer. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| cc806b1 | See, they're currently in alien terrain, surrounded by millions of the most vicious creatures on the planet. Humans. - Newt Scamander | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 6808287 | George: "I can't see anyone trying to bump off a quidditch team." Fred: "Wood might've done the Slytherins if he could've got away with it." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 1ac983a | Ron: Why spiders? Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies?" | J.K. Rowling | ||
| b5a57c6 | What she did have were Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Chocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pasties, Cauldron Cakes, Licorice Wands, and a number of other strange things Harry had never seen in his life. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| a068f88 | Let me out," Harry said again. "No," Dumbledore repeated. "If you don't - if you keep me in here - if you don't let me-" "By all means continue destroying my possessions," said Dumbledore. "I daresay I have too many." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| c02cb2d | And sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever. That's what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember except the story. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| 22b9433 | He wished he could've explained some of this. How he had been braver than he ever thought possible, but how he had not been so brave as he wanted to be. The distinction was important. | Tim O'Brien |