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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ffe2afd | I spoke to Sylvia. "Do you think this is a good life?" | Donald Barthelme | ||
| e35469a | This is one of the most crucial things that the newcomer needs to know about Barthelme. Though his stuff is sometimes difficult to puncture, and sometimes difficult to follow, while you're finding your way, he's always grinning at you in a warm and very compassionate way. The reader gets the feeling that the author is a nice man. That he knows when he's being difficult and when he's full of shit. Knows how much of this and how much of that .. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 6c8239f | Have you noticed the weather? asked Thomas. All turned to look for the weather. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 9007206 | mead for my men! | happy-playgrounds | Donald Barthelme | |
| 3f61ba2 | And Harold came into Perpetua's apartment. He said, 'I just want to know one thing. Are you happy?' 'Sure,' Perpetua said. (Donald Barthelme, "Perpetua")" | Donald Barthelme | ||
| bfee842 | I sit down on the curb, outside the Opera. People passing look at me. I will wait here for a hundred years. Or until the hot meat of romance is cooled by the dull gravy of common sense once more | Donald Barthelme | ||
| b4b1c9e | Dun-colored fathers tend to shy at obstacles, and therefore you do not want a father of this color, because life, in one sense, is nothing but obstacles, and his continual shying will reduce your nerves to grease. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 8203f21 | My mother was a royal virgin," Peterson said, "and my father a shower of gold. My childhood was pastoral and energetic and rich in experiences which developed my character. As a young man I was noble in reason, infinite in faculty, in form express and admirable, and in apprehension..." Peterson went on and on and although he was, in a sense, lying, in a sense he was not." | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 12fced8 | Well, what shall I do next? What is the next thing demanded of me by history? | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 21183e1 | Of course we had hoped that he would take up his sword as part of the President's war on poetry. The time is ripe for that. The root causes of poetry have been studied and studied. And now that we know that pockets of poetry still exist in our great country, especially in the large urban centers, we ought to be able to wash it out totally in one generation, if we put our backs into it. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 288156c | your father and I were in the trenches together, in the Great War. That was a war all right. Oh I know there have been other wars since, better-publisized ones, more expensive ones perhaps, but our war is the one I'll always remember. Our war is the one that means war to me. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| b271854 | Our becoming is done. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 46e859a | The snow is coming," she said. "Soon it will be snow time. Together then as in other snow times. Drinking busthead 'round the fire. Truth is a locked room that we knock the lock off from time to time, and then board up again. Tomorrow you will hurt me, and I will inform you that you have done so, and so on and so on. To hell with it. Come, viridian friend, come and sup with me." -- | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 89b6cef | Some fathers have made themselves over into convincing replicas of beautiful sea animals, and some into convincing replicas of people they hated as children. Some fathers are goats, some are milk, some teach Spanish in cloisters, some are exceptions, some are capable of attacking world economic problems and killing them, but have not yet done so, they are waiting for one last vital piece of data. Some fathers strut but most do not, except i.. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 92d92c1 | I have to admit we are mired in the most exquisite mysterious muck. This muck heaves and palpitates. It is multi-directional and has a mayor. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 3da38b9 | On the other hand I myself have impulses toward violence uneasily concealed. Especially when I look out of the window at the men and women, walking along in the course of a day because I spend so much time, as we all do, looking out of windows to determine what is out there, and what should be done about it. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| fa02ac2 | never figured out what sort of animal I was | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 7773854 | The American writer Donald Barthelme wrote that the semicolon is "ugly, ugly as a tick on a dog's belly"." | Lynne Truss | ||
| 8e0f312 | Driving Horace and Margot smoothly to the Armory, the new cabdriver thought about basketball. Why do they always applaud the man who makes the shot? Why don't they applaud the ball? It is the ball that actually goes into the net. The man doesn't go into the net. Never have I seen a man going into the net. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 211dfcb | I thought Marie could handle whatever came along. I thought of her as someone who did whatever she wanted to. That's what she would have said. She skipped school a lot, and when she did come, no one seemed to care what she did. The principals and teachers at school had already given up on Marie. They hardly even saw her, except as some kind of blemish. She could have stood on her head wearing a burlap bag, and nobody would have noticed all .. | Lynne Rae Perkins | ||
| eeaa310 | I tried to think whether I had ever had a great adventure. I decided that I had. It's all in how you look at it. | Lynne Rae Perkins | ||
| 9b293fe | But at least I have my health," he said. It was a joke." | Lynne Rae Perkins | ||
| cd0b1ba | In other words, time was a kind of palimpsest, traces of the past peeking through the present, only to be written over in the future again. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| d4a06ab | It was true what they said about mothers and sons: it was a special bond, a mutual admiration society. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 5a88290 | Yen Sid surveyed the young villains in front of him. ,,What you are about to do is very dangerous." Carlos perked up. ,,That's fine, my middle name is-" ,,Oscar" said Evie. ,,We know." | funny descendants | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| 3509dff | Feelings, which aren't always rational, have their own life span and sometimes, for whatever reason, need to be lived out. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| aae8cde | Joanna looked down at | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 0b7f5d1 | We are wolves of the guard, soldiers of the light. Hunted and haunted,by the beasts of night. Friend to all and foe to none, Love and loyalty bind us as one. Time and tide shall heal all wounds Memories and madness shall not consume. To death and despair we shall never surrender, The pact never to be forsaken, or torn asunder. | pact wolf-pact | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| beaf9f7 | It was hopeless. Their journey was ended before it had truly begun. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 39fc5d7 | The stone is called the Rose of Lucifer, or Lucifer's Bane," the senator explained with a smile. "Have you heard the story?" | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 16cadbf | Villains don't have friends, and neither do their children. Not when you get right down to it. | villains | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| f487869 | Crap. I thought that picture was you.' He pointed. 'That's not me. That's my mother,' Mal said with a sigh. 'Woah, you really do look like her, you know,' Jay said. 'You two could be twins,' Evie agreed. 'That, my friends, is called genetics,' Carlos said with a smile. | humor villains | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| d9c802a | What Mal wanted, more than anything, to be just like her mother. like her. | villains | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| 4f4d6b5 | Let's go. I have a party to throw." And someone to throw it at." | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 7723f28 | Joanna, like her daughters, was neither old nor young, and yet their physical appearances corresponded to their particular talents. Depending on the situation, Freya could be anywhere from sixteen to twenty-three years of age, the first blush of Love, while Ingrid, keeper of the Hearth, looked and acted anywhere from twenty-seven to thirty-five; and since Wisdom came from experience, even if in her heart she might feel like a schoolgirl, Jo.. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 7bc73c8 | Carlos never shied from a mission, and if Mal wanted a howler, there was no alternative but to provide one. There was nothing he could do about it, AP Evil Penchant or not. He knew his place on the totem pole. First things first: a party couldn't be a party without guests. Which meant people. Lots of people. Bodies. Dancing. Talking. Drinking. Eating. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 610858a | Now tell me the truth," he said. "Why are you doing this?" She cringe from him. "I told you why." "I know you still love me." He smiled. "I can see it in your face." Mimi sneered. "We are with Lucifer now; we have always been false." "I don't believe it for one second," Kingsley whispered, looking into her eyes tenderly." | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 41f19e0 | Before Evie could protest, Mal sighed. "Of course there is. The party of the year. A real rager, didn't you hear?" Mal looked her up and down and shook her head sadly. "Oh, I guess you didn't hear." She mock-winced, looking at Carlos conspiratorially. "Everyone's going to be there." "They are?" Carlos looked confused. "But you only just told me to have it--" He quickly got the message. "Everyone," he agreed. Evie smiled. "Sounds awesome. I .. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 8250d36 | She couldn't imagine how anyone would want to forego the intimate experience of a book--pages whispering between the fingers, hurried glances at the colorful cover before immersing oneself again. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 50f8eec | She looked not like a mother in her thirties, but like the girl he had fallen in love with, and he loved her still. She would always be that girl to him, no matter what happened. That was love, after all, the ability to see one's youthful beloved in the aging stranger with her face. He would always love her, he thought. He was made to love her. | love-quotes | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| 508666e | Be there, or Mal will find you," he said to his squat little lab partner, Le Fou Deux, as they both dissected a frog that would never turn into a prince in Unnatural Biology class. "Be there, or Mal will find you and ban you from the city streets," he whispered to the Gastons as they took turns stuffing each other in doomball nets in PE." | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 008d4c7 | There was nothing but land; not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made. --WILLA CATHER, MY ANTONIA | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 3bfb16a | The Council!" Ingrid yelped. "The oracle doesn't knock," Freya scoffed." | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 5f79e11 | She really did trust Eliza. People made mistakes. She understood that now. And as Happy as she was to be with Ryan again, her friendship with Eliza was just as important. You only met a few kindred spirits in your life, and you had to hold on to the ones you were lucky enough to find. | Melissa de la Cruz |