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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9e775aa | The greatest thing about dreams is they don't expire. They can lay dormant for years and when you pull them out and dust them off, they shine like new. | inspiration inspirational-quotes dreams happiness inspirational dream-quotes | Casi McLean | |
| 9f969cb | Do not love half lover | inspirational | Gibran Khalil Gibran | |
| 4be6dd5 | Saya akan pikul rahsia itu jika engkau percayakan kepada saya dan saya akan masukkan ke dalam perbendaharaan hati saya dan kemudian saya kunci pintunya erat-erat. Kunci itu akan saya lemparkan jauh-jauh sehingga seorang pun tak dapat mengambilnya kedalam lagi. | secret trust friendship inspirational | Hamka | |
| 3e528b1 | You had many more years," he said. "I didn't want them." "But they wanted you. Time is not something you give back. The very next moment may be an answer to your prayer. To deny that is to deny the most important part of the future." "What's that?" "Hope." | Mitch Albom | ||
| 16ef79a | For as much as I hate the cemetery, I've been grateful it's here, too. I miss my wife. It's easier to miss her at a cemetery, where she's never been anything but dead, than to miss her in all the places where she was alive. | mourning loss death | John Scalzi | |
| 347d520 | But the actual touch of her lingered, inside his heart. That remained. In all the years of his life ahead, the long years without her, with never seeing her or hearing from her or knowing anything about her, if she was alive or happy or dead or what, that touch stayed locked within him, sealed in himself, and never went away. That one touch of her hand. | Philip K. Dick | ||
| 036498b | All the stories are fictions. What matters is which fiction you believe. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 302808b | I'm crazy," said Ender. "But I think I'm OK." | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 948a183 | The true way to live is to enjoy every moment as it passes, and surely it is in the everyday things around us that the beauty of life lies. | life | Laura Ingalls Wilder | |
| 2de2177 | I get in the dumps at times, and don't open my mouth for days on end. You must not think I am sulky when I do that. Just let me alone, and I'll soon be right. | Arthur Conan Doyle | ||
| 1084e96 | It's the time you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important...People have forgotten this truth, but you mustn't forget it. You become responsible forever for what you've tamed. You're responsible for your rose. | love rose | Antoine de Saint-Exupéry | |
| 78b699e | Everything could come to a crashing end for us if we were caught, but it didn't matter. Right now, being with him seemed worth whatever consequence could come from it. This was right, like it was meant to be. There was no logical explanation for it. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| ec5470f | Well, it was probably the fever. You were burning up." My eyes snapped back to his. "You touched me?" "Yes, I touched you...and you weren't wearing a lot of clothes." The smug stretch of his lips spread. "And you were soaked ...in a white T-shirt. Nice look. Very nice." Heat crept over my cheeks. "The lake...it wasn't a dream?" Daemon shook his head. "Oh my God, so I did go swimming in the lake?" He pushed off the desk and took one step .. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 846e6ea | You know, my sister and I can't understand what Dawson sees in you. You're just a silly little human." His arm shot out so fast it was a blur, picked up a strand of her hair. "And you're really not even that pretty." Oh...oh, that stung more than it should have. Tears burned her eyes as she fought to keep her voice level. "I guess it's a good thing, then. A relationship between us would never work." His eyes narrowed. "And why is that?" "Be.. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 0e57f8c | I'll succeed,' Hazel promised. 'And Hecate? I'm not choosing one of your paths. I'm making my own. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 02f08f1 | I told my brain. , said my brain. My brain refused to get out of my head. Inconsiderate brain. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 81596d6 | We only came close to dying six or seven times, which I thought was pretty good. Once, I lost my grip and found myself dangling by one hand from a ledge fifty feet above the rocky surf. But I found another handhold and kept climbing. A minute later Annabeth hit a slippery patch of moss and her foot slipped. Fortunately, she found something else to put it against. Unfortunately, that something was mt face. "Sorry," she murmured. "S'okay," I .. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 74f13ed | Egypt is the First Nome. New York is the twenty-first. What's the last one, the Three-hundred-and-sixtieth?" "That would be Antarctica," Zia said. "A punishment assignment. Nothing there but a couple of cold magicians and some magic penguins." "Magic penguins?" "Don't ask." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 6358246 | It's funny, when you're a child you think time will never go by, but when you hit about twenty, time passes like you're on the fast train to Memphis. I guess life just slips up on everybody. It sure did on me. | Fannie Flagg | ||
| 8da2932 | The world is being run by people my age, men my age, with falling-out hair and health worries, and it frightens me. When the leaders were older than me I could believe in their wisdom, I could believe they had transcended rage and malice and the need to be loved. Now I know better. I look at the faces in newspapers, in magazines, and wonder: what greeds, what furies drive them on? | Margaret Atwood | ||
| c1c5b07 | I'm a gambler, a farmboy, and I'm here to take command of your bloody army! --Mat Cauthon | matrim mat-cauthon robert-jordan wheel-of-time | Robert Jordan | |
| 8445fcf | I stand in the mist and cry, thinking of myself standing in the mist and crying, and wondering if I will ever be able to use this experience in a book. | writing navelgazing | Erica Jong | |
| e2f9b21 | People always loved best what they identified most with. | Arundhati Roy | ||
| 6860540 | Smells, like music, hold memories. She breathed deep, and bottled it up for posterity. | Arundhati Roy | ||
| f4ee457 | Do you eat chicken because you are familiar with the scientific literature on them and have decided that their suffering doesn't matter, or do you do it because it tastes good? | factory-farms vegetarianism chicken | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 454168a | I will describe my eyes and then begin the story. My eyes are blue and resplendent. Now I will begin the story. | humor | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| d45b4d9 | I don't believe in Heaven or anything. But I want to be the kind of person that qualifies for entry anyway. | Nick Hornby | ||
| e377804 | She has the gift of accepting her life. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 4c611f9 | Genius or fool, you don't live in the world alone. You can hide underground or you can build a wall around yourself, but somebody's going to come along and screw up the works. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 842f72e | I buried Little Ann by the side of Old Dan. I knew that was where she wanted to be. I also buried a part of my life along with my dog. | Wilson Rawls | ||
| 27a39f0 | Men aren't stupid, and you don't need a complicated set of rules to find a good one who loves you. Here's the only rule you need: if a man loves you, he will do anything he can to keep you around. Anything. | Kim Gruenenfelder | ||
| b2497da | Life is a series of moments and moments are always changing, just like thoughts, negative and positive. And though it may be human nature to dwell, like many natural things it's senseless, senseless to allow a single thought to inhabit a mind because thoughts are like guests or fair-weather friends. As soon as they arrive, they can leave, and even the ones that take a long time to emerge fully can disappear in an instant. Moments are precio.. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 3b4d916 | Try to exclude the possibility of suffering which the order of nature and the existence of free-wills involve, and you find that you have excluded life itself. | pain suffering nature life | C.S. Lewis | |
| 47b9c8f | Every man is a king so long as he has someone to look down on. | looking-down | Sinclair Lewis | |
| 75304f1 | I'm really alive! he thought. I never knew it before, or if I did I don't remember! | Ray Bradbury | ||
| da4b34b | Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe when it dies? | rain nature lightning thunder wind | Ray Bradbury | |
| a241c09 | Sometimes the man who looks happiest in town, with the biggest smile, is the one carrying the biggest load of sin. There are smiles & smiles; learn to tell the dark variety from the light. The seal-barker, the laugh-shouter, half the time he's covering up. He's had his fun & he's guilty. And all men do love sin, Will, oh how they love it, never doubt, in all shapes, sizes, colors & smells. Times come when troughs, not tables, suit appetites.. | man sty pig sin | Ray Bradbury | |
| d9505b8 | So early it's still almost dark out. I'm near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning stuff that passes for thought. When I see the boy and his friend walking up the road to deliver the newspaper. They wear caps and sweaters, and one boy has a bag over his shoulder. They are so happy they aren't saying anything, these boys. I think if they could, they would take each other's arm. It's early in the morning, and they are doing thi.. | poetry life | Raymond Carver | |
| 24f0748 | There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then I say: "I'll go take a hot bath." | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 9eece8d | Every woman adores a Fascist, The boot in the face, the brute Brute heart of a brute like you. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 28c80c4 | I had a stupid crush on a guy who barely tolerated me most of the time. Was that the kind of girl I was? Pick the jerk over the nice guy? | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 4113b0c | Trust Emmett to find the joke in the destruction of my life. | emmett | Stephenie Meyer | |
| b146763 | I act with complete certainty. But this certainty is my own. | individuality | Ludwig Wittgenstein | |
| ab82c35 | Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. | Vladimir Nabokov |