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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 5fd1aa6 | Eddis looked around as if recalling a question that had nagged at her for several hours. "Where's Eugenides?" she asked. For a moment the Attolian queen was immobile, her smile gone as if it had never been. The horse under her threw up its head as if the bit had twitched against its delicate mouth. "Locked in a room," Attolia said flatly. "In Ephrata." The smile faded from Eddis' face. "I ordered the other prisoners released," Attolia expla.. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 41d7c3f | Costis, what do you think you are doing? | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 2f10ee9 | The soldier stooped to bring his lips close enough to my ear to say very quietly, "My king blames your master for the loss of his hand." That," | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| ba401a8 | The Attolian king obviously had a deep well of spite and I would've appreciated his low cunning more if I hadn't thought the Attolian was about to wring my neck. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 7991b95 | It was like being lectured by an earnest, oversized child. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 7eb437c | Even before I recognized him, I smiled politely. Well trained, I would have smiled so at my executioner. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 7fca245 | That sort of news travels faster than horses, faster than boats. The messengers of the gods carry rumors through the sky the way bees carry pollen and drop them from their wings onto the earth below. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 78977fa | Of course the servants had chosen not to follow me; I'd failed them already by refusing to be a man they could believe in. | following leadership responsibility σοφός | Megan Whalen Turner | |
| 7aba6f0 | They are all accepted," I said. It wasn't important anymore." | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 87901e1 | Pol knew," said Sophos from the window." | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 0652983 | He couldn't know that I'd overstayed my welcome one night while creeping through his megaron and had crawled up through the space where the pipes of the hypocaust ran to hide in his treasure room. I had slept for a day in stuffy darkness on the ridged tops of his treasure trunks. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 6e3bc18 | And she had the most appealing of feminine virtues, especially in a queen. She's easily led. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 0bc8e8d | speak a lively Spanish compared to formal Castilian Spanish, as if the conquest of the New World paralysed language back home, creating some kind of impasse that has yet to be overcome. When a language becomes immobile, unable to adapt, the culture that created it disappears into the abyss of history. | Paul Cronin | ||
| b545ed0 | It's possible to learn to play an instrument as an adult, but the intuitive qualities needed won't be there; the body needs to be conditioned from an early age. The same could be never said for filmmaking. A musician is made in childhood, but a filmmaker any time. | Paul Cronin | ||
| a25b2df | Reactions to Even Dwarfs Started Small seem to depend on people's feelings about their inner dwarf. | Paul Cronin | ||
| 6175f4e | Unlike most people, I didn't have the privilege to choose my profession. I didn't even ask myself whether I could do it, I just pushed on with things. | Paul Cronin | ||
| 39bcdc1 | Today I look at Munich and see a city empty of all significance, invaded by Prussians and stripped of its Bavarian spirit. | Paul Cronin | ||
| 0071225 | We will be blamed for having not thrown hand grenades into television stations and laying waste to their institutionalised cowardice, for not taking up arms and occupying such debased places which venerate that single, pernicious god: the Einschaltquote, the ratings. | Paul Cronin | ||
| 9c890be | When it comes to the kind of filmmaking I do, the free market is a harsher but more vibrant structure to function within. It's where the real battle is fought. If you can leave the respirator and submit yourself to the roughness of the market, you should. | Paul Cronin | ||
| a873a12 | The kitchen garden satisfies both requirements, a thing 0f beauty and a joy for dinner. | gardening potager | Peter Mayle | |
| ebd3080 | The people of Provence greeted spring with uncharacteristic briskness, as if nature had given everyone an injection of sap. | spring | Peter Mayle | |
| 9b01a0e | And, as for the oil, it is a masterpiece. You'll see." Before dinner that night, we tested it, dripping it onto slices of bread that had been rubbed with the flesh of tomatoes. It was like eating sunshine." | sunshine | Peter Mayle | |
| 9ce2261 | We had a crisp, oily salad and slices of pink country sausages, an aioli of snails and cod and hard-boiled eggs with garlic mayonnaise, creamy cheese from Fontvielle, and a homemade tart. It was the kind of meal that the French take for granted and tourists remember for years. | tourism | Peter Mayle | |
| 8a14406 | What a marvelous sunset,' she said. 'Yes,' replied her husband. 'Most impressive for such a small village. | Peter Mayle | ||
| bfa6362 | La Closerie, in Ansouis. | Peter Mayle | ||
| 3374f0b | I called Monsieur Menicucci, and he asked anxiously about my pipes. I told him they were holding up well. "That pleases me," he said, "because it is minus five degrees, the roads are perilous, and I am fifty-eight years old. I am staying at home." He paused, then added, "I shall play the clarinet." | Peter Mayle | ||
| 5baff07 | Nothing at all to change: what a thing to want in the midst of war. | war ww2 | Julie Orringer | |
| f810bd4 | It was nearly sunset when, after passing through a thirty-mile stretch of olive groves, they crested a hill and began to descend toward the edge of the earth. That was how it looked to Andras, who had never before seen the sea. As they drew closer it became a vast plain of liquid metal, a superheated infinity of molten bronze.....They reached a stretch of sand just as the red lozenge of the sun dissolved into the horizon. | Julie Orringer | ||
| e992b2f | Sometimes I freeze in front of the canvas, full of the knowledge that if I keep painting, sooner or later I will fail her | Julie Orringer | ||
| 3d97fab | And in so doing, mayhap we reshaped the gods themselves. Now that was a thought made me shudder to the bone. I wondered if it were true, and if it were, what would happen when some deity bent out of true by mortal ambition returned to set the record straight. | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| 66f270a | Never too late for vocabulary building," he said." | Michel Faber | ||
| bcce94b | reality was not objective, but always waiting to be reshaped and redefined by one's attitude. Of | Michel Faber | ||
| c7368f8 | He would welcome the opportunity to offer his suffering up to God. Me, I could not help but think that there was more than enough suffering in the world without adding to the balance. | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| 5bec4b0 | The indiscriminate, eternal devotion of nature to its numberless particles had an emotional importance for Isserley; it put the | Michel Faber | ||
| 458fd67 | Hey, ! There is a way out. Come to beautiful Oasis. No crime, no madness, no bad stuff of any kind, a brand new home, home on the range, no or antelope but hey, accentuate the positive, there never is a discouraging word, nobody rapes you or tries to reminisce about Paris in the springtime, no sense sniffing that old vomit, right? Cut the strings, blank the slate, let go of Auschwitz and the Alamo and the ... the fucking for God's sake, .. | auschwitz oasis paradise | Michel Faber | |
| 7b17d96 | Peter's hands had ceased trembling. He had been granted perspective. This was not Gethsemane: he wasn't headed for Golgotha, he was embarking on a great adventure. He'd been chosen out of thousands, to pursue the most important missionary calling since the Apostles had ventured forth to conquer Rome with the power of love, and he was going to do his best. | Michel Faber | ||
| 6dbf3a8 | oh how she wondered, what she looked like to him, in his alien innocence. | Michel Faber | ||
| 41b0507 | How's things, man?" The black man extended his hand for a handshake. Mathematical formulae were jotted on the sleeve of his shirt, right up to the elbow. "Very good," said Peter. It had never occurred to him before that dark-skinned people didn't have the option of jotting numbers on their skin. You learned something new about human diversity every day." | dark-skinned diversity | Michel Faber | |
| 3b301da | It's not a colony," another of the USIC interviewers said, with an edge to her voice. "It's a community. We do not use the word colony." | interviewers | Michel Faber | |
| f89edd0 | Coincidences like that served as a reminder that, variations in pigment aside, humans were all part of the same species. | Michel Faber | ||
| beae282 | The crowds that queued for snacks and knick-knacks, the constant stream of passengers recorded by the closed-circuit TVs, were wondrous proof of the sheer variety of human specimens, except that they were presumed to be identically faithless inside, duty-free in every sense of that word. | duty-free faithless human-specimens | Michel Faber | |
| 3b682e2 | William Rackham es lo que podriamos llamar un cristiano ateo supersticioso; es decir, cree en un Dios que si bien puede que ya no sea responsable de que salga el sol, de salvar a la reina o de proveer del pan de cada dia, sigue siendo el principal sospechoso cuando algo va mal. | Michel Faber | ||
| 579af12 | was a female. Isserley wasn't interested in females, at least not in that way. Let them get picked up by someone else. If the hitcher was male, she usually went back for another look, unless he was an obvious weakling. Assuming he'd made a reasonable impression on her, | Michel Faber | ||
| 68c08b0 | Only the other day, Robbie had gone to a terrible disco in Alness, hoping it would transform his life in some way. | Michel Faber |