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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9d4476b | He said "cool" like I say a Spanish word when I'm not sure of the pronunciation." | funny language spanish | 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.. | love suffering | 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. | hamlet hesitation humor jeeves shakespeare | 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? | fleeting-possession gain greed | 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. | sad the-other-epilogue | James Patterson | |
| 3d28bb3 | Fear and realisation of ignorance, strong medicines against stupid pride. | ignorance inspirational pride | Garth Nix | |
| da6a3ca | And still, for all the jealousy, all the doubt, sometimes I will be struck with a kind of awe that we're together. That someone like me could find someone like you - it renders me wordless. Because surely words would conspire against such luck, would protest the unlikelihood of such a turn of events. I didn't tell any of my friends about our first date. I waited until after our second, because I wanted to make sure it was real. I wouldn't .. | David Levithan | ||
| 12a75a1 | I have a face like a washrag. I sing love songs and carry steel. I would rather die than cry. I can't stand hounds can't live without them. I hang my head against the white refrigerator and want to scream like the last weeping of life forever but I am bigger than the mountains. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| 6e2583d | Isn't it sad how some people's grip on their lives is so precarious that they'll embrace any preposterous delusion rather than face an occasional bleak truth? | religion truth | Bill Watterson | |
| 0225631 | Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire? Um, maybe? | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 73c824e | Yet she likes complications. She wishes she could turn and say: I like people who unbalance me. | Colum McCann | ||
| 3bde908 | Being a practiced liar doesn't mean you have a powerful imagination. Many good liars have no imagination at all; it's that which gives their lies such wide-eyed conviction. | lie | Philip Pullman | |
| 00a0c61 | I'm counting to ten in my head." "Is it helping?" "No." "It doesn't help me with you either. I used to life weights to alleviate frustration, but someone blowtorched my weight bench. How did you do it, by the way?" "I could tell you but then I'd have to kill you." | ilona-andrews kate magic-bleeds | Ilona Andrews | |
| 614d1a7 | I do shodo magic," Dali said. "I curse through calligraphy. I have to write the curse out on a piece of paper and I can't move while I do it. One smudge, and I might kill the lot of us." Oh good. "But don't worry." Dali waved her arms. "It's so precise, it usually doesn't work at all." Better and better." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| a82ffc6 | Five minutes later, we were rolling around on the helipad as he tried to muscle his way out of my armlock, after slamming me onto the helipad. "I finally realized the source of your mutual attraction," Saiman said, his voice dry. I looked up. He was standing a few feet away. "Do enlighten us." Curran tried to roll into me to break the lock. Oh no you don't. "You both think violence is foreplay." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 7a62e5c | We shed as we pick up, like travellers who must carry everything in their arms, and what we let fall will be picked up by those behind. The procession is very long and life is very short. We die on the march. But there is nothing outside the march so nothing can be lost to it. The missing plays of Sophocles will turn up piece by piece, or be written again in another language. Ancient cures for diseases will reveal themselves once more. Math.. | play stoppard | Tom Stoppard | |
| 4d2547d | Words, words. They're all we have to go on. | Tom Stoppard | ||
| 5112983 | I often make the mistake of thinking that something that is obvious to me is just as obvious to everyone else. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| 8a75e7f | The real tragedy of our postcolonial world is not that the majority of people had no say in whether or not they wanted this new world; rather, it is that the majority have not been given the tools to negotiate this new world. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| 9ad813f | My full name's Ed Kennedy. I'm nineteen. I'm an underage cab driver. I'm typical of many of the young men you see in this suburban outpost of the city -- not a whole lot of prospects or possibility. That aside, I read more books than I should, and I'm decidedly crap at sex and doing my taxes. Nice to meet you. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 722a5ef | I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony. | harmony language listening nature waves words | Gustave Flaubert | |
| 965dfec | Be loved, be admired, be necessary; be somebody. | Simone de Beauvoir | ||
| 54870a4 | If you want to be reminded of the love of the Lord, just watch the sunrise. | earth god lord religion sunrise world | Jeannette Walls | |
| 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 | ||
| 7fde1ee | I'm skipping, but Cam doesn't have a class until this afternoon, so he's a good boy." "And your a bad boy?" "Oh, I'm a bad, bad boy." "Yeah, as in bad at spelling, math, english, cleaning up after yourself, talking to people, and I could go on." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 3fc3003 | Ut cum spiritu postrema sacramentum dejuremus," he chanted. "Et hostes ornamenta addent ad ianuam necem." "You just...finished the prophesy,"Rachael stammered. "-An oath to keep with a final breath/And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death. How did you-" "I know those lines." Jason winced and put his hands to his temples. "I don't know how, but I KNOW that prophecy." "In Latin, no less," Drew called out. "Handsome AND smart." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 43b59e6 | I lifted my wand, hoping she would see this as a dramatic move, not a threat. "Why once, in my bunker at Charing Cross Station, I stalked the deadly prey known as Jelly Babies." Neith's eyes widened. "They are dangerous?" "Horrible," I agreed. "Oh, they seem small alone, but they always appear in great numbers. Sticky, fattening--quite deadly. There I was, alone with only two quid and a Tube pass, beset by Jelly Babies, when...Ah, but never.. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 0a49392 | Seven half-bloods shall answer the call To storm or fire the world must fall An oath to keep with a final breath and foes bear arms to the doors of death | prophency rhyme | Rick Riordan | |
| 2d5e4a8 | Just to be in love seemed the most blissful luxury I had ever known. The thought came to me that perhaps it is the loving that counts, not the being loved in return--that perhaps true loving can never know anything but happiness. For a moment I felt that I had discovered a great truth. | Dodie Smith | ||
| f46a82f | Noah, if we were to get married, you couldn't date anymore. | Julie Garwood | ||
| 31749f7 | He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose." Jim Elliot, missionary to Auca indians in Ecuador" | Elisabeth Elliot | ||
| dccb7f3 | sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty. | man sleep | Franz Kafka |