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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 377f07d | That is what literature offers--a language powerful enough to say how it is. It isn't a hiding place. It is a finding place. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 19e3789 | Walk with me, hand in hand through the neon and styrofoam. Walk the razor blades and the broken hearts. Walk the fortune and the fortune hunted. Walk the chop suey bars and the tract of stars. I know I am a fool, hoping dirt and glory are both a kind of luminous paint; the humiliations and exaltations that light us up. I see like a bug, everything too large, the pressure of infinity hammering at my head. But how else to live, vertical that .. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 3bf4543 | Ian saw the tears shimmering in her magnificent eyes and one of them traced unheeded down her smooth cheek. With a raw ache in his voice he said, "If you would take one step forward, darling, you could cry in my arms. And while you do, I'll tell you how sorry I am for everything I've done - " Unable to wait, Ian caught her, pulling her tightly against him. "And when I'm finished," he whispered hoarsely as she wrapped her arms around him and.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| f474a3b | No story is a straight line. The geometry of a human life is too imperfect and complex, too distorted by the laughter of time and the bewildering intricacies of fate to admit the straight line into its system of laws. | Pat Conroy | ||
| 35b9764 | Thinkers aren't limited by what they know, because they can always increase what they know. Rather they're limited by what puzzles them, because there's no way to become curious about something that doesn't puzzle you. | puzzles | Daniel Quinn | |
| ec21530 | When the moon is shining the cripple becomes hungry for a walk | Chinua Achebe | ||
| bd4a870 | Listen to the trees talking in their sleep,' she whispered, as he lifted her to the ground. 'What nice dreams they must have! | l-m-montgomery trees | L.M. Montgomery | |
| c34e5a5 | The beauty of winter is that it makes you appreciate spring. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 6335c18 | I've never been a coward at heart, although I've always been a coward in action; | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| c774163 | What happened between those two beings? Nothing. They were adoring one another. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 74c0279 | Friends we shall never be, you know that yourself. Whether we shall be the happiest or the wretchedest of people--that's in your hands. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| aa94d13 | It wouldn't make for sanity would it, living with the devil. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| c078fad | More than the sound of my own beating heart, I miss the sound of a ticking clock. Time passes. It must pass.... | thoughtful | Beth Revis | |
| d014d57 | A leader doesn't make pawns - he makes people. | Beth Revis | ||
| 836d98e | But then, is there cowardice in the acknowledgment of fear? Is there cowardice in being glad that you lived? | Markus Zusak | ||
| f11e957 | We are all humiliated by the sudden discovery of a fact which has existed very comfortably and perhaps been staring at us in private while we have been making up our world entirely without it. | world life | George Eliot | |
| 666715d | Le mieux est l'ennemi du bien. (The perfect is the enemy of the good.) | inadequacy works-backwards-too | voltaire | |
| 11bcf08 | With each reunion (we) had to learn each other all over again. There was always that nervous moment at the airport when I would stand there waiting for him to arrive, wondering, Will I still know him? Will he still know me? | relationships | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| 426f7e4 | What? 'Borderline patients play games'? That what you said? Ernest, you'll never be a real therapist if you think like that. That's exactly what I meant earlier when I talked about the dangers of diagnosis. There are borderlines and there are borderlines. Labels do violence to people. You can't treat the label; you have to treat the person behind the label. (17) | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 6b64257 | On ne nait pas femme: on le devient. | women education gender-realization birth upbringing gender | Simone de Beauvoir | |
| 4c9d368 | A heckler once interrupted Nikita Khrushchev in the middle of a speech in which he was denouncing the crimes of Stalin. "You were a colleague of Stalin's," the heckler yelled, "why didn't you stop him then?" Khrushschev apparently could not see the heckler and barked out, "Who said that?" No hand went up. No one moved a muscle. After a few seconds of tense silence, Khrushchev finally said in a quiet voice, "Now you know why I didn't stop hi.. | Robert Greene | ||
| 3ab18b2 | The hands that help are better far than lips that pray. | responsibility proactive true-religion atheism pragmatism | Robert Green Ingersoll | |
| 9a8e769 | Reason, Observation and Experience -- the Holy Trinity of Science -- have taught us that happiness is the only good; that the time to be happy is now, and the way to be happy is to make others so. This is enough for us. In this belief we are content to live and die. If by any possibility the existence of a power superior to, and independent of, nature shall be demonstrated, there will then be time enough to kneel. Until then, let us stand e.. | nature reason inspiration science happiness hope content holy-trinity trinity observation experience supernatural | Robert Green Ingersoll | |
| 19057cb | I am Plato's Republic. Mr. Simmons is Marcus. I want you to meet Jonathan Swift, the author of that evil political book, Gulliver's Travels! And this other fellow is Charles Darwin, and-this one is Schopenhauer, and this one is Einstein, and this one here at my elbow is Mr. Albert Schweitzer, a very kind philosopher indeed. Here we all are, Montag. Aristophanes and Mahatma Gandhi and Gautama Buddha and Confucius and Thomas Love Peacock and .. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f5aaa35 | I have never thought, for my part, that man's freedom consists in his being able to do whatever he wills, but that he should not, by any human power, be forced to do what is against his will. | freedom liberty will | Jean-Jacques Rousseau | |
| f3d7341 | Cry about the simple hell people give other people- without even thinking. Cry about the hell white people give colored folks, without even stopping to think that they're people too. | Harper Lee | ||
| 6fbd350 | Dill said striking a match under a turtle was hateful. "Ain't hateful, just persuades him- 's not like you'd chunk him in the fire," Jem growled. "How do you know a match don't hurt him?" | kids turtles | Harper Lee | |
| 9b4430b | When is a night over? Is it the start of sunrise or the end of it? Is it when you finally go to sleep or simply realize that you have to? When the club closes or when you everyone leaves? "It's over when you decide it's over," she says. "When you call it a night. The rest is just a matter of where the sun is in the sky." -- | norah nick | David Levithan | |
| 5c85ed7 | writing about a writer's block is better than not writing at all | writing | Charles Bukowski | |
| 025aea8 | For with my intuition I knew that this man was repeating a pattern over and over again: courting a woman with his intelligence and sympathy, claiming her emotionally; then, when she began to claim in return, running away. And the better a woman was, the sooner he would begin to run. I knew this with my intuition, and yet I sat there in my dark room, looking at the hazed wet brilliance of the purple London night sky, longing with my whole be.. | Doris Lessing | ||
| b73acfd | Edward knew what it was like to say over and over again the names of those you had left behind. He knew what it was like to miss someone. And so he listened. And in his listening, his heart opened wide and then wider still. (page 103) | loss | Kate DiCamillo | |
| 0d4fcb1 | When Fortuna spins you downward, go out to a movie and get more out of life. | John Kennedy Toole | ||
| e289e7a | Good days, they come around the oddest corners. | Colum McCann | ||
| a1dd230 | It takes long practice, yes. You have to work. Did you think you could snap your fingers, and have it as a gift? What is worth having is worth working for. | Philip Pullman | ||
| 37dda48 | Who the hell would attack the Steel Horse anyway? What was the thinking behind that? "Here is a bar full of psychotic killers who grow giant claws and people who pilot the undead for a living. I think I'll go wreck the place." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 90cc017 | Fortune favors the brave," I told her. It also kills the stupid, but I decided to keep that fact to myself." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 2805ada | Curran struck at my wrist. His fingers were cat-quick, but I had spent my life honing my reflexes, and he missed. "Well, look at that." I studied my free wrist. "Denied. Good-bye" | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 7cf1061 | And gears," said Anathema. "My bike didn't have gears. I'm sure my bike didn't have gears." Crowley leaned over to the angel. "Oh lord, heal this bike," he whispered sarcastically. "I'm sorry, I just got carried away," hissed Aziraphale." | aziraphale bike crowley | Terry Pratchett | |
| 4b05adb | Granny was an old-fashioned witch. She didn't do good for people, she did right by them. | wisdom | Terry Pratchett | |
| 91d9579 | Unfortunately, my army consists of one unreliable criminal, one girl with a disability, and one incredibly foolish young vampire with a tanning issue. I am not confident. | morganville-vampires oliver | Rachel Caine | |
| 1ff3499 | If you see Myrnin, tell him I said I want my slow cooker back." "Your- You let him borrow something you put food in?" Hannah's smile disappeared. "Why?" "Um, never mind. I'll make sure it gets disinfected before you get it back. But don't lend anything to him again unless you can put it in some kind of sterilizer." That made even Hannah look nervous. "Thanks. Tell crazy boy I said hey." "I will" Claire promised. "Hey, if you don't mind me a.. | morganville-vampires-series hannah the-morganville-vampires myrnin ghost-town morganville-vampires rachel-caine | Rachel Caine | |
| 1ff471f | All hurt is brain hurt. | John Green | ||
| 01d41b6 | The night above. We two. Full moon. I started to weep, you laughed. Your scorn was a god, my laments moments and doves in a chain. The night below. We two. Crystal of pain. You wept over great distances. My ache was a clutch of agonies over your sickly heart of sand. Dawn married us on the bed, our mouths to the frozen spout of unstaunched blood. The sun came through the shuttered balcony and the coral of life opened its branches over my sh.. | Federico García-Lorca | ||
| df827a9 | I want men to admire me, but that's a trick you learn at school--a movement of the eyes, a tone of voice, a touch of the hand on the shoulder or the head. If they think you admire them, they will admire you because of your good taste, and when they admire you, you have an illusion for a moment that there's something to admire. | Graham Greene |