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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0e0e97b | When Your Boyfriend Fits into Your Jeans and Other Atrocities | Mindy Kaling | ||
| 3a373e0 | You're the one with the badge," I admitted, "but I'm the one being haunted by a seven-year-old in a ballerina costume." | pg-32 | Linda Lael Miller | |
| a5495d1 | attitudes | Linda Lael Miller | ||
| acc3b53 | unless you've walked in another person's skin, you don't know what he's put up with, what he's gone through, | Linda Lael Miller | ||
| c4119ab | Her fatigue was gone; she felt vital and strong, like a tree coming back to life in the springtime, vibrant with sap, ready to put out buds and then blossoms. | Linda Lael Miller | ||
| 5b9c48c | Tal vez habia cambiado de verdad. Y tal vez, si ella se ponia unas zapatillas rojas y entrechocaba los talones, aparecia en Kansas. | Linda Lael Miller | ||
| 82b76b8 | I'm a sucker for punishment," Joslyn answered cheerfully. "There's something about him--" "Raw sexual magnetism, maybe?" Kendra prompted, beginning to perk up as the caffeine hit her bloodstream. "You noticed," Joslyn joked. "It's hard not to," Kendra replied. "I think God was showing off a little when He decided to throw Slade Barlow together." "Amen," agreed Joslyn." | Linda Lael Miller | ||
| 3bdc4e6 | There were no singers, no musical interludes, no quizzes or money to be won. It was wall-to-wall Breneman and his ladies: crazy questions and spontaneous, witty, sometimes devilishly clever answers. "What's your favorite morning fruit juice?" Breneman asked a young woman. "Gin rickey," she said, delighting the crowd. "Did you ever milk a cow?" Breneman might ask out of the blue. There was no telling what marvelous anecdote he might pry out .. | John Dunning | ||
| b2bf80c | Jorum had called to the boys to come watch the miracle of birth. The "miracle of birth" was actually pretty disgusting, Arthas thought. He" | Christie Golden | ||
| bcd6abe | Sometimes it is a dark path we must tread so that long more for the light, we shall. | Christie Golden | ||
| ef83edc | In blissful solitude; he then survey'd Hell and the Gulf between, and Satan there Coasting the wall of Heav'n on this side Night In the dun Air sublime, | John Milton | ||
| b0e2174 | It seems strange that George Burns and Gracie Allen would be discovered, as radio properties, by the British. They were doing a vaudeville tour in England, playing to packed houses everywhere. The British just loved Gracie; her routines became so well known during the six-month trip that the audience would sometimes shout out the punchline in unison. They were aided in this by radio, using the infant medium to promote their stage shows, doi.. | John Dunning | ||
| 146c290 | La seule chose qui craint plus que de mourir d'un cancer a seize ans, c'est d'avoir un gosse qui meurt d'un cancer. | John Green | ||
| ef1e405 | Do I wish I had chosen otherwise? Wishes do not a world make. We do the best we can where we are, every minute, every breath. We make mistakes, and we have to live with them. We try to learn from them. And that is all we can do. (Thrall) | Christie Golden | ||
| 8a2135c | The cast in 1938-39: Bob Hope, madcap Jerry Colonna, announcer Bill Goodwin, and bandleader Skinnay Ennis. Blanche Stewart and Elvia Allman as high-society crazies Brenda and Cobina. Judy Garland, resident songstress, 1939; Frances Langford for many years thereafter. Barbara Jo Allen as Vera Vague by 1943. Stan Kenton as maestro, 1943, when Skinnay Ennis went into the Army; Desi Arnaz Orchestra, 1946; Les Brown beginning in 1947. Singers of.. | John Dunning | ||
| d878072 | GLENN MILLER, the epitome of big bands, a group that burst on the scene in 1938, reached the heights, and spent its primary career in five years. Miller was a trombonist, unable to match the technical ability of Tommy Dorsey or the creativity of Jack Teagarden. But he was a superb arranger who knew what he wanted and how to find the men who could produce that esteemed sound. Miller disappeared over the English Channel in December 1944. | John Dunning | ||
| cfa44f6 | His shows on tape do not wear well. Topical humor can be hilarious at the time, but it seldom holds up. The moment is lost, the immediacy gone, and a modern listener is left, perhaps, with a sense of curiosity. The opening of the June 2, 1942, show from Quantico is a good example. There is little doubt that Hope is playing to the best crowds of his life, a cheering section that many another comedian would die for. His theme is all but drown.. | John Dunning | ||
| c800d9f | Dans l'automne de l'annee 1816, John Melmoth, eleve du college de la Trinite, a Dublin, suspendit momentanement ses etudes pour visiter un oncle mourant, et de qui dependaient toutes ses esperances de fortune. John, qui avait perdu ses parents, etait le fils d'un cadet de famille, dont la fortune mediocre suffisait a peine pour payer les frais de son education ; mais son oncle etait vieux, celibataire et riche. Depuis sa plus tendre enfance.. | Charles Maturin | ||
| 66a106b | Some orc clans are cruel. They enjoy tormenting and torturing their prey... and their enemies. A Frostwolf takes no joy in suffering. Not even in the suffering of our enemies, and certainly not in that of a simple beast which provides us with nourishment. | Christie Golden | ||
| ca99e1e | Cooperation was possible; he'd seen it. Every individual was unique--and could grow. | Christie Golden | ||
| dac89db | We do not 'suffer,'" said Garad. "We endure." | Christie Golden | ||
| 0832552 | All nights end, and all storms clear. The only storms that last are those within your own soul. | Christie Golden | ||
| d0f49bf | Hope is what you have when all other things have failed you," he said. "Where there is hope, you make room for healing, for all things that are possible--and some that are not." | Christie Golden | ||
| 55d72cf | There are things you must do before that peace will be granted to you. Things that you must understand, that you must integrate into yourself. People who need your help. What one needs in order to heal will always come one's way, but sometimes it can be hard to recognize it. Sometimes the most beautiful and important gifts come wrapped in pain and blood. | Christie Golden | ||
| 925bc52 | One of the things you'll learn, Anduin, is that sometimes you can't always do what you'd like to do. Or even do what you think is the right thing--at least not right away. | Christie Golden | ||
| 555275d | Such was the way of the discontented. No proof, no explanation or reason would ever be enough to disabuse them of tightly held, deeply cherished grievances. | Christie Golden | ||
| 93a03c3 | I have no fear of killing those who deserve to die. I do not choose to kill those who do not. | lord-of-the-clans orcs thrall warcraft | Christie Golden | |
| 485aa17 | Each life, a flame in the Force is. Beautiful. Unique. Glowing and precious, it stands, to bravely cast its own small light against the darkness that would consume it." Yoda" | Christie Golden | ||
| 7cb788f | There's no way to phrase this other than bluntly. Master Vos--the Council wants you to assassinate Count Dooku. | Christie Golden | ||
| a3f861f | Lad, no one feels ready. No one feels he deserves it. And you know why? Because no one does. It's grace, pure and simple. We are inherently unworthy, simply because we're human, and all human beings--aye, and elves, and dwarves, and all the other races--are flawed. But the Light loves us anyway. It loves us for what we sometimes can rise to in rare moments. It loves us for what we can do to help others. And it loves us because we can help i.. | Christie Golden | ||
| 9c3c6fd | Few do, at first. A small step, the one that determines destiny often is. | Christie Golden | ||
| fd39880 | what are you but a corpse waiting to be washed? | Harold Pinter | ||
| dc779dc | Literary figures have no pre-history. It is said that a theatre director who was staging one of Harold Pinter's plays asked the playwright for some hints as to what his characters were up to before they came on stage. Pinter's reply was 'Mind your own fucking business. | Terry Eagleton | ||
| c2f6d60 | She was remarkable in a double bill of Harold Pinter plays that were gorgeously produced, delicately and frighteningly performed, and which made absolutely no sense whatsoever: in other words, quintessential Pinter. | James Grissom | ||
| d632cea | Stan, don't let them tell you what to do! | Harold Pinter | ||
| 5187354 | But death permits you To arrange your hours | Harold Pinter | ||
| da4bd52 | EMMA: You know what I found out ... last night? He's betrayed me for years. He's had... other women for years. JERRY No? Good Lord. (Pause) But we betrayed him for years. EMMA And he betrayed me for years. JERRY Well I never knew that. EMMA Nor did I. | Harold Pinter | ||
| 4c3ed83 | GOLDBERG. Of course, now. Time's getting on. Round the corner, remember? Mention my name. | Harold Pinter | ||
| c6377c7 | Rondo por la piscina Del Holiday Inn Y de golpe se sintio completamente inutil La imagen de una piscina A medianoche En Texas Pobre Texas Excavada Como todas las demas 3/79 San Marcos, Texas | Sam Shepard | ||
| 19ddabf | people here have become the people they're pretending to be. | Sam Shepard | ||
| 7f8ee52 | and in that wink I understood there might be grown men in this world who actually get a spark out of life. | Sam Shepard | ||
| 707585c | There's nothing like the memory of a lost friend to remind a man of his own mortality. | John J. Winters | ||
| 5c3c099 | ELLA] Oh! You know what Wes? [WESLEY] What? [ELLA] That story your father used to tell about that eagle. You remember the whole thing? [WESLEY] Yeah. [ELLA] I remember he keeps coming back and swooping down on the shed roof and then flying off again. What else? [WESLEY] I don't know. [ELLA] You remember. What happens next? [WESLEY] A cat comes. [ELLA] That's right. A big tomcat comes. He jumps up on top of that roof to sniff around in all.. | Sam Shepard | ||
| 618d5b9 | I've been off drugs and booze since I almost killed myself on speed two weeks ago. But my gratitude for being alive can't last for ever. | Johnny Dark |