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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4cf7659 | Sometimes I dislike women, I dislike us all, because of our capacity for not-thinking when it suits us; we choose not to think when we are reaching our for happiness. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 75eb556 | Finished in a frenzy that reminded me of our last night in Cambridge. Watched my final sunrise. Enjoyed a last cigarette. Didn't think the view could be any more perfect until I saw that beat-up trilby. Honestly, Sixsmith, as ridiculous as that thing makes you look, I don't believe I've ever seen anything more beautiful. Watched you for as long as I dared. I don't believe it was a fluke that I saw you first. I believe there is another world.. | lovers love love-letter suicide-note | David Mitchell | |
| 09cdac8 | In a world of extreme beauty, anyone normal is ugly. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 8af3718 | All good things pass away. | demise | Philip Pullman | |
| d8f5a9c | I had the metabolism of a hummingbird on crack. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 279e373 | I turned and bumped my head against his chest a few times. It was the nearest hard surface. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| e0f0555 | There were plotters, there was no doubt about it. Some had been ordinary people who'd had enough. Some were young people with no money who objected to the fact that the world was run by old people who were rich. Some were in it to get girls. And some had been idiots as mad as Swing, with a view of the world just as rigid and unreal, who were on the side of what they called 'the people'. Vimes had spent his life on the streets, and had met d.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 021843b | But we were dragons. We were supposed to be cruel, cunning, heartless and terrible. But this much I can tell you, we never burned and tortured and ripped one another apart and called it morality. | morality satire | Terry Pratchett | |
| 7757747 | INVISIBLE BOY And here we see the invisible boy In his lovely invisible house, Feeding a piece of invisible cheese To a little invisible mouse. Oh, what a beautiful picture to see! Will you draw an invisible picture for me? | Shel Silverstein | ||
| e0fb0f7 | There was this book Dad used to read to me every night called "The Giving Tree." It was a really good book, but the back of it had a picture of the author, this guy named Shel Silverstein. But Shel Silverstein looks more like a burglar or a pirate than a guy who should be writing books for kids. Dad must have known that picture kind of freaked me out, because one night after I got out of bed, Dad said: "IF YOU GET OUT OF BED AGAIN TONIGHT, .. | Jeff Kinney | ||
| 79be547 | For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, | poe poetry death love | Edgar Allan Poe | |
| 915941c | faint heart never won fair lady | Meg Cabot | ||
| 1d90294 | it is foreign to a man's nature to go on loving a person when he is told that he must and shall be that person's lover. There would be a much likelier chance of his doing it if he were told not to love. If the marriage ceremony consisted in an oath and signed contract between the parties to cease loving from that day forward, in consideration of personal possession being given, and to avoid each other's society as much as possible in public.. | love ardor fidelity | Thomas Hardy | |
| 31d9d39 | You needn't be so scared. Love doesn't end. Just because we don't see each other... | Graham Greene | ||
| 51de88d | Not knowing everything is all that makes it OK, sometimes... | Neil Gaiman | ||
| a0db398 | In my end is my beginning. | T.S. Eliot | ||
| 48e6ab7 | music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts. | T.S. Eliot | ||
| f2ea044 | Love, like life, is much stranger and far more complicated than one is brought up to believe. | Kay Redfield Jamison | ||
| 97ba5ff | I think I'm better than everyone else. An opinion that has been backed up with ample evidence. | self-importance | Cassandra Clare | |
| 0e77266 | Stop. I don't do you favors, Alec. I do things for you because - well, why do you think I do them?" Something rose up in Alec's throat, cutting off his response. It was always like this when he was with Magnus. It was as if there were a bubble of pain or regret that lived inside his heart, and when he wanted to say something, anything, that seemed meaningful or true, it rose up and choked off his words. "I need to get back to the ship," he .. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 785a438 | His eyes were green. | ciyt-oh-heavenly-fire cohf-spoilers spoilers the-mortal-instruments-tmi cohf jonathan-morgenstern sebastian-morgenstern sebastian | Cassandra Clare | |
| fca8d87 | Keep this and perhaps remember me." Kieran's hands tightened on the arrowhead, his knuckles whitening. "The stars will go out before I forget you, Mark Blackthorn." | Cassandra Clare | ||
| dd70285 | Only Jace, Clary thought, could look cool in pajama bottoms and an old T-shirt, but he pulled it off, probably through sheer force of will. -pg. 329- | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 96bfa6a | Well, at least you know it works this time," she said, getting on behind him. "If we crash into the parking lot of a Key Food, I'll kill you, you know that?" "Don't be ridiculous," said Jace. "There are no parking lots on the Upper East Side. Why drive when you can get your groceries delivered?" | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 400dff5 | Everything we need to know is locked up in your head, under those pretty red curls." Clary reached up to touch her hair protectively. "I dont think-" "So what are you going to do?" Simon asked sharply. "Cut her head open to get at it?" | Cassandra Clare | ||
| dc07c7c | You're staring at me," Simon said. "Why are you staring at me? Have I got something on my face?" | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 1a9dc10 | Emma swallowed. She was remembering Julian, two years ago, standing in the overlapping circles of fire where the parabatai ritual was performed. The look on his face as they each stepped into the central circle and the fire rose up around them, and he unbuttoned his shirt to let her touch the stele to his skin and carve the rune that would bind them together for their whole lives. She knew if she just reached out now, she could touch it, to.. | julian | Cassandra Clare | |
| bfbad2d | Interesting" he said. "You know, Simon never mentioned that his roommate was a werewolf." | kyle simon | Cassandra Clare | |
| 65ef6a5 | If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me | love city-of-fallen-angels magnus-bane | Cassandra Clare | |
| c1240ca | Why didn't you wake me up?' 'I thought you could use the rest. Besides, you were sleeping like the dead. You even drooled,' he added. 'On my shirt.' Clary's hand flew to her mouth. 'Sorry.' 'Its not often you get to see someone drool,' Jace observed. 'Especially with such total abandon. Mouth wide open and everything. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| e248629 | I just want you to be happy. If that's with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy. | want | John Green | |
| 56ab8a6 | Colin's skin was alive with the feeling of connection to everyone in that car and everyone not in it. And he was feeling not-unique in the very best possible way. | John Green | ||
| b9a6c3d | It always seemed ridiculous to me that people would want to be around someone because they're pretty. It's like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste. | John Green | ||
| 0a8cf8c | I wasn't disappointed. My expectations had been met. | expectations | John Green | |
| 27a63ae | After all, what did Prince Charming know about Cinderella besides her shoe size? | Melissa Kantor | ||
| 88719b3 | Americans, while occasionally willing to be serfs, have always been obstinate about being peasantry. | F. Scott Fitzgerald | ||
| 9e08295 | I can't tell him I need him. I can't need him, period -- or really, we can't need each other, because who knows how long either of us will last in this war? | Veronica Roth | ||
| d8eec19 | I thought of the things that had happened to me over the years, and of how little I had made happen. | regret | Julian Barnes | |
| edb10d5 | My heart died a while back. [Eragon] | Christopher Paolini | ||
| b1f42be | Often, though, the passivity of the woman's role weighs on me, suffocates me. Rather than wait for his pleasure, I would like to take it, to run wild. Is it that which pushes me into lesbianism? It terrifies me. Do women act thus? Does June go to Henry when she wants him? Does she mount him? Does she wait for him? He guides my inexperienced hands. It is like a forest fire, to be with him. New places of my body are aroused and burnt. He is i.. | Anais Nin | ||
| b485906 | You don't go walking into the proverbial lion's den lightly. You start with a good breakfast. | motivation | Jim Butcher | |
| 2e634ef | That's family for you. Can't live with them, can't murder them. | Holly Black | ||
| 722d0f5 | And when, after fifteen years of bingeing, barfing, starving, needles and tubes and terror and rage, and medical crises and personal failure and loss after loss - when, after all this, you are in your early twenties and staring down a vastly abbreviated life expectancy, and the eating disorder still takes up half your body, half your brain, with its invisible eroding force, when you have spent the majority of your life sick, when you do not.. | Marya Hornbacher | ||
| 8af6159 | I can tell you I love you as many times as you can stand to hear it, but all it does is remind us that love is not enough. Not even close. | inspirational | Mark Andrus |