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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 53468a0 | When I was very little, my father used to say, "If you are alive, there is hope for a better day and something good to happen. If there is nothing good left in the destiny of a person, he or she will die." -- | Ishmael Beah | ||
| d2393f6 | My squad was my family, my gun was my provider and protector, and my rule was to kill or be killed. | Ishmael Beah | ||
| 394bb36 | Most of the staff members were like that; they returned smiling after we hurt them. It was as if they had made a pact not to give up on us. | Ishmael Beah | ||
| d23a137 | I was so happy that my mother, father, and two brothers had somehow found one another. Perhaps my mother and father have gotten back together, I thought. | sierra-leone innocence sad | Ishmael Beah | |
| edc070f | I only liked talking to her because I felt that she didn't judge me for what I had been a part of; she looked at me with the same inviting eyes and welcoming smile that said I was a child. | Ishmael Beah | ||
| 4e52a48 | Even in the middle of the madness there remained that true and natural beauty, and it took my mind away from my current situation as I marveled at this sight. | Ishmael Beah | ||
| 2bd79b1 | Circumstances will change and things will be fine, just hold on a little more | war | Ishmael Beah | |
| 28bdbbb | Bahkan di dalam kegilaan pun masih ada keindahan yang sejati dan alami | Ishmael Beah | ||
| 052fa6f | The day seemed oddly normal. The sun peacefully sailed through the white clouds, birds sang from treetops, the trees danced to the quiet wind. | Ishmael Beah | ||
| 067ccd9 | I feel like each time I accept death, part of me dies. | Ishmael Beah | ||
| 7fedd81 | democracy and freedom began bouncing all over the world like bad checks | the-gangster-s-death | Ishmael Reed | |
| e25b198 | Ishmael Reed | Thomas C. Foster | ||
| 58552ab | based on what the wind does, we build | Michael Koryta | ||
| 819806d | To weep not for the way things had once been but for the way things had been supposed to go and did not. People believed that they were haunted by bad memories, but that wasn't the truth. The most sinister hauntings were from unrealized futures. | Michael Koryta | ||
| 0f7e316 | He kept the gun in his lap as he drove, and he prayed. It was the strangest prayer he'd ever offered. He asked for strength to do the wrong thing, and then forgiveness for doing it. | Michael Koryta | ||
| 3dbfdc3 | He stood at the edge of town feeling very small, powerless. Night in the mountains could do that to you, reminding you of your place in the world and laughing at any sense of self-importance. | nature | Michael Koryta | |
| 3ef9f07 | I have. You. For Life. Bonded. Not Bonded. Fuck the details. I just want to be with you, Clare. | elizabeth-morgan paranormal-erotic-romance she-wolf werewolf-author werewolf-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| bf369c5 | She was exquisite. She tasted, smelled, and felt right in every way to him, but as they collapsed into bed, sated and finally ready to sleep, it was the shy girl who had entered his arms. It was she who caressed his cheek while kissing him deeply and softly, her delicate fingers exploring his arms and back, sending shivers through him that always hit his heart. The china doll. It was she who fell asleep upon his chest with her arms wrapped .. | erotic-romance razel-dazzle urban-fairytale fairytale-retelling | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 3851562 | All I can really tell you, laddie, is to live for today. For the moment. Wasting time is the biggest mistake we can make in lo-ove. | elizabeth-morgan paranormal-erotic-romance she-wolf werewolf-author werewolf-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 68f0d3a | I pulled my wallet out and placed it on the bar, trying not to inhale as her scent wrapped around me. How had I not recognized it earlier? It was so strong, so sweet and familiar. So Clare. I breathed in slowly; she smelled like home.... Uh-oh, I'm in big trouble. | paranormal-erotic-romance she-wolf werewolf-author werewolf-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 3419d52 | I said, I love you, you arrogant arse." She smiled. "I always have. You're my mate, Owen Breese MacLaren. The distance won't change that. It never has." | paranormal-erotic-romance she-wolf werewolf-author werewolf-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 7d3e174 | At the beginning of our relationship, my heart pounded so loudly whenever I stood near him. He had an effect on me that no aspiring vicar should have on a young woman. | stepping-stones elizabeth-morgan sweet-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| d9eea14 | This had to be Hell.Well, my Hell, and funnily enough, my Hell was in a church, surrounded by people I--either do or did--love. | stepping-stones elizabeth-morgan sweet-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| d413584 | The nearest arched window poured its soft light over him, allowing me to see every inch. Dressed smartly in black loafers and slacks, he wore a thigh-length, black coat. He'd brushed his golden hair back, tucked behind his ears, and his cheeks looked flushed, no doubt due to the bitter, evening air. He looks like an angel in the winter snow. The thought made me growl in irritation. "Hello, Magpie." I couldn't move. "Adrian." | stepping-stones elizabeth-morgan sweet-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 0423ed9 | I stumbled away. I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth and just looked at him. "What was that?" His chest rose and fell heavily. "A kiss." "Why?" "Why?" He laughed. His blue eyes suddenly looked so sad. "Because I've wanted to do that for twenty years." | stepping-stones elizabeth-morgan sweet-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| f0468c1 | Ever since I saw you"--she pulled me closer and draped both of my legs over her shoulders. Her eyes blazed with hunger--"I have just wanted to eat you up." | erotic-horror on-the-rocks the-edge-series elizabeth-morgan dark-humor | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 4261961 | Killing me still on the agenda, tough girl?" I walked over to the desk. "Yup, right here next to buy Brendan a leash." "Glad to know you have a sense of humour." "I wasn't joking." I mumbled, knowing he would be able to hear me." | paranormal-romance-werewolves paranormal-series | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| afceddf | A sly smirk curled at the corner of his mouth as he peered into the trunk. "Why do you have Robin Hood's toy chest?" - Brendan Daniels" | paranormal-romance-werewolves paranormal-series | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 065c38d | The corners of his lips picked up. "You really didn't know I've been following you for the last five weeks?" Yeah, please feel free to make me feel stupid for that, Ken doll. I shook my head. "Well, of course not, because if you knew someone was watching you, you probably wouldn't have given yourself a spanking on the roof." And just like that, the man turned the humour back on. Weird. - Chapter 3: Heather and Brendan" | paranormal-romance-werewolves paranormal-series elizabeth-morgan | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| c0e9c92 | How long are you planning on us sitting up here, kid?" Brendan asked. I looked over at him. He sat still, with his head leant back against the rooftop wall, his eyes closed, his hands resting on his lap. "Sorry, is being here getting in the way of your beauty sleep?" "I don't need beauty sleep, kid. I'm naturally this good-looking." I snorted. "Whatever makes you feel good, Shifter." No point boosting his ego." | paranormal-romance-werewolves paranormal-series | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| c598ebe | Can you stop calling me kid?" I snapped. "It may have escaped your attention, but I am not actually a child." The left corner of his mouth crept upward. "It hasn't escaped my attention." | paranormal-romance-werewolves paranormal-series | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 4545b8b | He pressed his forearms flat against the wall, caging me with his body. Electric heat sparked in the space between us. He pulled back. His irises swirled with silver flecks, twisting into a metallic pool. His Wolf stared down at me. "I don't want anyone touching you, except me." -- | paranormal-erotic-romance she-wolf werewolf-author werewolf-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| ab0d750 | The desire to run so far that he wouldn't be able to catch up played through me, but in my gut, I knew he would. And somehow, it filled me with an odd sense of safety, knowing that, no matter how far I ran, he would always be able to catch me, and I would always want him to. | paranormal-erotic-romance she-wolf werewolf-author werewolf-romance | Elizabeth Morgan | |
| 68395e6 | I am speaking of the evenings when the sun sets early, of the fathers under the streetlamps in the back streets returning home carrying plastic bags. Of the old Bosphorus ferries moored to deserted stations in the middle of winter, where sleepy sailors scrub the decks, pail in hand and one eye on the black-and-white television in the distance; of the old booksellers who lurch from one khnancial crisis to the next and then wait shivering all.. | history feelings istanbul melancholy long nostalgia | Orhan Pamuk | |
| 772bead | If you had watched any of those three wonderful films, you would have caught Vampire Gym Teacher # 2: Back to Cruel, where the vampire hunter ties a vampire chick to the shower and tortures her by turning on the water. They can"t stand water, even if it"s not holy water." | young-adult-novels vampires | Rusty Fischer | |
| e5e064b | Part of being a man is doing what is right, no matter what people think of you. That is the sacrifice you must make. | Rusty Young | ||
| fbecde1 | build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. There were four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one room; and this room contained a rusty looking cookstove, a cupboard for the dishes, a table, three or four chairs, and the beds. Uncle Henry and Aunt Em had a big bed in one corner, and Dorothy a little bed in another corner. There was no garret at all, and no cellar--except a small hole dug in the ground, called a cyclone cellar, where.. | L. Frank Baum | ||
| 806bff9 | I look back now and can see how much my father also found his own freedom in the adventures we did together, whether it was galloping along a beach in the Isle of Wight with me behind him, or climbing on the steep hills and cliffs around the island's coast. It was at times like these that I found a real intimacy with him. It was also where I learned to recognize that tightening sensation, deep in the pit of my stomach, as being a great thin.. | Bear Grylls | ||
| 0662336 | At 10:50 A.M., the radio flared into life. It was Mick's voice. He sounded weak and distant. "Bear. This is Mick. Do you copy?" The message then crackled with intermittent static. All I could make out was something about oxygen. I knew it was bad news. "Mick, say that again. What about your oxygen, over?" There was a short pause. "I've run out. I haven't got any." The words hung in the quiet of the tent at camp two. Through eyes squeezed sh.. | Bear Grylls | ||
| a850988 | It was a feeling that I could be a little different from everyone else of my age, and that, if pushed, I could battle against the forces of nature and prevail. Adventure felt the most natural thing in the world, and it was where I came alive. It is what made me feel, for the first time, really myself. As I got older and the rest of my world got more complicated and unnatural, I sought more and more the identity and wholeness that adventure .. | Bear Grylls | ||
| 6f486ff | We were on a family holiday to Cyprus to visit my aunt and uncle. My uncle Andrew was then the brigadier to all the British forces on the island, and as such a senior military figure I am sure he must have dreaded us coming to town. After a few days holed up in the garrison my uncle innocently suggested that maybe we would enjoy a trip to the mountains. He already knew the answer that my father and I would give. We were in. The Troodos Moun.. | Bear Grylls | ||
| 260a55d | We then reached a fork in the valley. Should we go left or right? Dad called it left. I had a very powerful intuition that right was the choice we should make. Dad insisted left. I insisted right. It was a fifty-fifty call and he relented. Within two hundred yards we stumbled across a snowy track through the woods and followed it excitedly. Within a mile it came out on a mountain road, and within ten minutes we had flagged down a lift from .. | Bear Grylls | ||
| 98e08a1 | I knew that this was my chance to show both Henry and Neil that I was able to look after myself and climb well at high altitude. After all, talk is cheap when you are safely tucked up back in London. It was time to train hard and show my mettle again. Ama Dablam is one of the most spectacular peaks on earth. A mountain that was once described by Sir Edmund Hillary as being "unclimbable," due to her imposing sheer faces that rise out among t.. | Bear Grylls | ||
| accbedc | Mum, still to this day, says that growing up I seemed destined to be a mix of Robin Hood, Harry Houdini, John the Baptist, and an assassin. I took it as a great compliment. | Bear Grylls |