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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9d04526 | Well," she said softly. "Just like a sculptor to get hurt by flying rock. Good thing you don't collect razor blades and knives." | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 6f36172 | As I'd listened in on the conversation, I'd noted what seemed to be disappointment in Loving's voice. I wondered if that was due to his reluctance to cease playing this game with me personally. But that was perhaps projecting my feelings onto him. I | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 322069a | He Who Hesitates (1965), Blood Relatives (1975), Long Time No See (1977) and The Big Bad City (1999). | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 1fcb933 | We have to assume Loving's found your account. If you read messages or send any, it's possible for him to correlate time with router and server traffic in the area here. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 16cee2e | Claire duBois's prostrating herself to an arrogant chauvinist like Graham was bitterly hard for her, especially since her star shone a thousand times brighter than his. But I'd remembered what Abe Fallow had told me. Keeping people safe is a business, like any other. You ask yourself, What's my goal and what's the most efficient way to go about achieving it? If that means you beg, you beg. Grovel, you grovel. If that means you bust heads, g.. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 621911a | Report!" Freddy shouted. His fellow agents called back about their condition. They were all accounted for. One had a slight burn and another had been cut, breaking through a window to flood the basement with water from a garden hose--a futile effort, of course. There were no serious injuries, however. No, the only victim here was Henry Loving's past. I rubbed my stinging eyes, wondering if, as I'd speculated, this had in fact been a trap al.. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 51d2ecc | RIP, Rest in Peace, though what's the point of that? What else're the dead going to be doing? It's a better message than Good Luck, don't you think? | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 5f0fc9a | A nod of acknowledgment. "It doesn't go away. Ever. And it shouldn't. We should always miss certain people who've been in our lives. But there'll be islands, more and more of them." "Islands?" "That's the way I thought of it. Islands--of times when you're content, you don't think about the loss. Now it's like your world's underwater. All of it. But the water goes down and the islands come up. The water'll be there always but you'll find dry.. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 6fb3934 | Bond | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 46214b3 | At the front door I spit on the hinges to keep them from squealing and we eased it silently open. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| c5f5441 | Predate your telling me, T.T. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| f86e597 | Stanton clawed his way to the bedside table and managed to grab his knife. He jabbed it into Rhyme. Once, twice. But the only places he could reach were the criminalist's legs and arms. It's pain that incapacitates and pain was one thing to which Lincoln Rhyme was immune. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 7336f34 | Cameras're sporadic | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 4dd6c7d | Okay," Simpson said. "You got" | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 3af776e | Never kill an animal but for three reasons: for food or hide, for defense, for mercy. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 1ded99d | Natural selection applies to criminal activity, as well as to newts and simians. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 8548e73 | Knuckle time" referred to those moments when you have to go up against your worst fears." | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 37d3cdd | March 29: Marilyn writes to Lester Markel at the New York Times. She likes the Sunday piece on playwright Sean O'Casey. She provides her assessment of various contenders for the presidency, including Rockefeller, Humphrey, Nixon, Stevenson, William O. Douglas, and Kennedy. She considers Rockefeller "more liberal than many of the Democrats," and declares that Stevenson "might have made it if he had been able to talk to people instead of prof.. | Carl Rollyson | ||
| d9eb207 | The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 2a461dd | Remember that pianist who said that if he did not practice every day he would know, if he did not practice for two days, the critics would know, after three days, his audience would know. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| b2182d1 | The suit caught light and stirred like a bed of black tweed-thorns, interminably itching, covering the man's long body with motion so it seemed he should excruciate, cry out, and tear the clothes free. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 19fd807 | All of us improbable to one another because we are not present to one another | Ray Bradbury | ||
| ba4b510 | Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there. It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touc.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 3ed0066 | Look at it this way, child, life is a magic show, or should be if people didn't go to sleep on each other. Always leave folks with a bit of mystery, son. | imagination life mystery watchufulness | Ray Bradbury | |
| 681ee44 | Is there a Bible chapter, I wonder? Futilities, verse four, paragraph two?' 'There will be.' 'And will I write it?' 'I have faith in you, Father!' 'Reverend!' he cried. 'Reverend,' I said. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 33a4d4b | Four days, eight days, twelve days passed, and he was invited to teas, to suppers, to lunches. They sat talking through the long green afternoons - they talked of art, of literature, of life, of society and politics. They ate ice creams and squabs and drank good wines. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 7ea9068 | Montag tried to see the men's faces, the old faces he remembered from the firelight, lined and tired. He was looking for a brightness, a resolve, a triumph over tomorrow that hardly seemed to be there. Pherhaps he had expected their faces to burn and glitter with the knowledge they carried, to glow as lanterns glow, with the light in them. But all the light had come from the campfire, and these men had seemed no different than any others wh.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| c3fa11f | Here you lie in the tremendous web. Others are about you, but they are whole--whole hearts and bodies. But all of you that lives is back there walking the desolate seas in evening winds. This thing here, this cold clay thing, is already dead. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d4a4e12 | The blows of his heart might jar him loose, crash him down, but he was glad to hear them, know himself alive. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 74d1860 | No u cheloveka est' odno zamechatel'noe svoistvo: esli prikhoditsia vse nachinat' snachala, on ne otchaivaetsia i ne teriaet muzhestva, ibo on znaet, chto eto ochen' vazhno, chto eto stoit usilii. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 99dacfc | Ray Bradbury had once written that "living at risk is jumping off a cliff, and building your wings on the way down." Sampson" | James Patterson | ||
| 5126702 | If this goes on . . ." fiction takes an element of life today, something clear and obvious and normally something troubling, and asks what would happen if that thing, that one thing, became bigger, became all-pervasive, changed the way we thought and behaved." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8f7f7f3 | Para el norteamericano comun, lo que es raro no es bueno. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| e5de1f3 | With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word "intellectual", of course, became the swear word it deserved to be. You always dread the unfamiliar." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| fb403d2 | Each man the image of every other; then all are happy, for there are no mountains to make them cower, to judge themselves against. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8681103 | the wonderful thing about man; he never gets so discouraged or disgusted that he gives up doing it all over again, because he knows very well it is important and worth the doing. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| cf7cb56 | Do you ever read any of the books you burn?' He laughed. 'That's against the law!' 'Oh. Of course.' 'It's fine work. Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then burn the ashes. That's our official slogan.' They | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 6682e37 | Fire is bright and fire is clean | Ray Bradbury | ||
| bb91c4c | Once in a lifetime anyway, it's nice to make a mistake if you think it'll do somebody some good," she" -- | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 1c94851 | He held both hands over his eyes and applied a steady pressure there as if to crush memory into place. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| ff32dde | At least you were a fool about the right things," said Faber." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| a2c8a69 | Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them, at all. The magic is only in what the books have to say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 600d548 | Shared and once again shared experience. Billions of prickling textures. Cut one sense away, cut part of life away. Cut two senses; life halves itself on the instant. We love what we know, we love what we are. Common cause, common cause, common cause of mouth, eye, ear, tongue, hand, nose, flesh, heart, and soul. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 6c3087b | It was all a mistake," he pleaded, standing out of his ship, his wife slumped behind him in the deeps of the hold, like a dead woman. "I came to Mars like any honest enterprising businessman. I took some surplus material from a rocket that crashed and I built me the finest little stand you ever saw right there on that land by the crossroads--you know where it is. You've got to admit it's a good job of building." Sam laughed, staring around... | Ray Bradbury |