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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4b7cb43 | We couldn't be sure of anything except the power of love...and we are under no requirement to believe in a particular source of that love as long as we could keep giving and receiving some in our own lives. | religion-and-philoshophy | Elizabeth Kostova | |
| 1e26148 | Der Glaube ist das, was fuer uns real ist. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| 9d6fc7a | But when you accept an intruder for too long, you invite him back later as a guest. | government-quotes | Elizabeth Kostova | |
| 222956c | Above all, he encourages her to paint, nodding with approval at even her most unusual experiments with color, light, rough brushwork [...]. She explains to him that she believes painting should reflect nature and life [...]. He nods, although he adds cautiously that he wouldn't want her to know too much about life - nature is a fine subject, but life is grimmer than she can understand. He thinks it is good for her to have something satisfyi.. | painting | Elizabeth Kostova | |
| 847f0a8 | I felt sure, glaring at the children as they settled onto the sand with their shovels, that these creatures were never threatened by the grimness of history, either. Then, looking down on their glossy heads, I realized that they were indeed threatened; they were simply unaware of it. We were all vulnerable. | dracula history vlad-the-impaler | Elizabeth Kostova | |
| c0a3ab1 | It was as if she could hear music, where there was no music. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| cd7f612 | when the sun rose at the quarry it turned the world lavender and gold. After | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| 4b509b6 | George Bernard Shaw once famously said that if you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you might as well teach it to dance. | Robert B. Baer | ||
| bffbc30 | I took it, though, as an evil omen that the deck wasn't cutting in our favor, and then was certain of it when the notorious Iraqi exile and convicted swindler Ahmed Chalabi charged onto the stage. Frankly, Chalabi was the last thing I needed. A University of Chicago and MIT grad, Chalabi had been convicted in Jordan for bank embezzlement. Resurrected by the CIA after the Gulf War, he now owed his political existence to Washington. It was ou.. | Robert B. Baer | ||
| f6c0375 | Society attacks early when the individual is helpless. --B. F. SKINNER | Robert B. Baer | ||
| 69e9ccd | They locked her in the cage when she started to bleed. | Peter Robinson | ||
| 8f0fe4a | Better by far you should forget and smile / Than that you should remember and be sad. | Peter Robinson | ||
| 1467ed8 | In the First Epistle of Peter we are told to honor everyone, and I have never been in a situation where I felt this instruction was inappropriate. When we accept dismissive judgements of our community we stop having generous hopes for it. We cease to be capable of serving its best interests. | community honor | Marilynne Robinson | |
| a1f2e46 | he realized with a shock that the loss of innocence never stopped happening, that he was still losing it, that it was like a wound that never healed, and he would probably go on losing it, drop by drop, until the day he died. | Peter Robinson | ||
| e064a47 | He had been working at the wall for too long. Why he bothered the Lord only knew. After all, it went nowhere and closed in nothing. His grandfather had been a master waller in the dale, but the skill had not been passed down the generations. He supposed he liked is for the same reason he liked fishing: mindless relaxation. In an age of totalitarian utilitarianism, Gristhorpe thought, a man needs as much purposeless activity as he can find. | Peter Robinson | ||
| 249392f | Paranoia is a form of awareness. | Peter Robinson | ||
| 9da47f1 | But he couldn't feel self-pity in the face of the memorial. He hadn't lost nearly enough as these children, who'd lost their homeland and, in many cases,their whole families. Perhaps they had gained something, too, though. They had at least escaped the concentration camps, been taken in by good, caring families, and had grown up to live their lives in relative freedom. | detective human-trafficking inspector-banks missing murder-mystery peter-robinson strange-affair suspense-thriller | Peter Robinson | |
| c2a0bd5 | Craig wondered if the landlord knew exactly what was going on up there. If he did, he might not have been so quick to let them use it. On the other hand, the prospect of selling a few extra pints on a slow Monday night might tempt even the best of us to leave our ethics and politics at the door. | Peter Robinson | ||
| ae2dc9a | The Maze, that labyrinth of alleys called ginnels and snickets locally--tiny squares, courtyards, nooks and crannies and small warehouses that had remained unchanged since the eighteenth century. | Peter Robinson | ||
| a822e19 | ANOTHER TWILIGHT Allow the point of the Croccodrillo its hazy cypress trees in profile Like a rough sketch for the Isle of the Dead, as seen from yellow stucco, his Villa Igea where Lawrence finished "Sons and Lovers," wild thyme scenting olive-grove grass, crime scenery come back to more than once. Again you're mirrored in lake shadow, a white sail flaking on its turquoise wavelets, keep awake by traffic noise Along the Gardesana... | the-new-yorker | Peter Robinson | |
| 53399e2 | The memories were there, but the string of time that linked them like a pearl necklace was broken. | Peter Robinson | ||
| 56c9136 | Organized religion baffled her, made her vaguely uncomfortable. Each had followers who were so sure they were right, that their way was the only way. And throughout history they'd fought wars and shed oceans of blood to prove it. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 2d677d8 | I don't give a rat's warty ass she's dead. It only means she's a dead cunt." "That's a strong opinion." "And the only kind worth having. I threatened to shove a stick up her twat and light it on fire just yesterday. Maybe the day before. I lose track as there was rarely a day that went by she didn't make me want to strangle her with my bare hands after I'd beaten her in the face with a rusty shovel." | J.D. Robb | ||
| c9f31f3 | I don't like to think of her as pretend Peabody anymore. The more we find out, the meaner and crazier she gets. It's like it's bad enough fake Peabody got murdered, but now fake Peabody is a dead, blackmailing asshole on top of it. It's depressing." "Yeah, it's all really too bad for you." "Well, it kind of is. How am I supposed to enjoy the vid now, when I'll be thinking how behind the scenes I was trying to blackmail McNab into bed, and t.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 0b162ef | Yeah. They used to bang, and people tend to blab after a bang." "I'll be sure to guard my tongue." "It's usually tired from all the work during the bang," she pointed out, and made him laugh. "True enough." | J.D. Robb | ||
| a8052d4 | Cheating's cheap and it's lazy. | J.D. Robb | ||
| e535543 | The damn hawker nearly caught the bumper." More amazed than angry now, Eve shook her head. "A guy in air boots nearly outran a cop ride. What's the world coming to, Peabody?" Eyes stubbornly shut, Peabody didn't move a muscle. "I'm sorry, sir, you're interrupting my praying." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 4d073dd | Murder could happen, she thought as she drove to Cop Central, to anyone, anywhere, anytime. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 3763895 | And you figure because the two of you don't rub smooth she'll let things slide?" Her eyes, colored to match her hair were round and sad. "That's jerk thinking, Sumerset. Dallas'll work till she drops to do right by you, and I figure you know it. If somebody came after you, she'd step between and take the hit, because that's who she is. I figure you know that, too." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 77d1a05 | I know about Trina. You bitch." Shoulders hunched, Peabody carefully pinned up murder. "It's a special night. You'll look really good, and you won't have to do it all yourself. We won't want the NYPSD to fall short of the Hollywood crowd, right? Team pride!" "Rah fucking rah." "Really, Dallas, it'll be good, it'll be chilly, and we'll look abso-mag by the time . . ." She trailed off again, face lighting up. "We will look mag. And if we take.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 7377b6f | Your wedding ring, Dallas." With that quiet smile, Isis lifted Eve's left hand. "It's carved with an old Celtic design for protection." Baffled, Eve studied the pretty etching in the slim gold ring. "It's just a design." "It's a very specific and powerful one, to give the wearer protection from harm." Amused, she raised her brows. "I see you didn't know. Is it so surprising, really? Your husband has the blood of the Celts, and you lead a ve.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 63509b7 | When we get him," Eve continued, "it's going to come out that she--this symbol--knocked him around or boo-hoo broke his heart or made him feel weak and helpless. So his defense lawyers will come along saying: Oh, he was damaged, poor sick son of a bitch. He's not responsible. And that's a pile of shit, that's a big, smelly pile of bullshit. Because nobody's responsible for choking the life out of Elisa Maplewood but him. Nobody." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 52674da | life used to be simple." "Mmm." "It did. Because it didn't have all these people in it." "If" | J.D. Robb | ||
| 4a6bafe | I pray our bond can be repaired, and I pray she comes to understand our bond was forged and will only hold strong in death. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 1d02125 | But it happened to us. At first you ask why--why did this happen to us? Then you realize, and try to accept, there is no why." Lori leaned her head to Ira's shoulder. "An evil person does evil things. There is no why." | J.D. Robb | ||
| b90c993 | His mistake. Eve, do you want to talk to Mira about this?" "No." She considered it another moment, then shook her head and repeated, "No, not now anyway. Dumping on you levels it out a little. Taking him down, all the way down--that'll take care of the rest." For a moment she studied their joined hands, then shifted her gaze up to his. "I didn't want to tell you I'd been scared, much less why. I guess that was stupid." "It was." She.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 23d96d6 | Full of meal plans today. Lunch?" "Sorry? Oh, yes. Apparently Magdelana remembered I'm an early riser." He slipped the date book he had on his desk into his pocket as he got to his feet. "We'll have lunch." "So I heard. You're going to want to be careful there, pal." "Of what?" "It wouldn't be the first old friend you've had come around hoping you'd dip back into the game for old times' sake. You might want to remind her you're sleeping wit.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| afb1bcc | Anatomy and biological process aside, creating life is a miracle, and should stay that way. Yes, we can--and we should--use our knowledge and our technology to insure the health and safety of the mother and child. Eliminate birth defects and disease whenever possible. But crossing that line into designing babies? Manipulating emotions, physical appearance, mental capacity, even personality traits? That's no miracle. It's ego." The" | J.D. Robb | ||
| fbdafed | Senator DeBlass is an incestuous child molester. A rapist and a murderer. And what I am, pal, is the cop who's taking him down. You'd better call a lawyer unless you want to sink with him." Roarke had to force himself not to snatch her up as she swept through the hallowed Senate halls. Members of the media were already leaping toward her, but she cut through them as if they weren't there. "I like your style, Lieutenant Dallas," he said when.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 6b18422 | Two years married, she thought, and he could still make her heart hum. | J.D. Robb | ||
| d22d136 | Likely both. If you're going to bust them, I'll wait." "Only take a minute." She stepped to the curb, shouted over the dented hood of an ancient Mini, "Hey!" And waved her badge in the air. Both bulky dealer and skinny junkie pounded sidewalk in opposite directions." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 792eb80 | How do you suppose they know the sheep are virgins? | J.D. Robb | ||
| 1440c20 | You've played the games. You're a competitive soul." "What's the point of playing if winning isn't the goal?" | J.D. Robb | ||
| fa269b2 | Lunatics are, unfortunately, rarely stupid. | J.D. Robb |