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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c4cf586 | You can wet the rim of a glass and run your finger around the rim and it will make a sound. This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter. I want to be with someone. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 5758123 | And that is how we are. By strength of will we cut off our inner intuitive knowledge from admitted consciousness. This causes a state of dread, or apprehension, which makes the blow ten times worse when it does fall. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| 2386f75 | To fly is the opposite of traveling: you cross a gap in space, you vanish into the void, you accept not being in a place for a duration that is itself a kind of void in time; then you reappear, in a place and in a moment with no relation to the where and when in which you vanished. | Italo Calvino | ||
| f76d3f1 | But what happened? The answer is simple: the lovers survive and flourish. | Ian McEwan | ||
| 5ba05b3 | n 'lmn lshkhSy lys b'thql mn l'lm ldhy n`nyh m` lakhr wmn 'jl lakhr wfy mkn akhr; 'lm yD`fh lkhyl wtrjW`h my't l'Sd. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 99af692 | Once you stop pretending that everything's shitty and you can't wait to get out of it...then it gets more painful, not less. Telling yourself life is shit is like an anesthetic, and when you stop taking the Advil, then you really can tell how much it hurts, and where, and it's not like that kind of pain does anyone a whole lot of good. | Nick Hornby | ||
| 1cc2210 | Did I do and say these things? Yes, I did. Are there any mitigating circumstances? Not really, unless any circumstances {in other words, context) can be regarded as mitigating. And before you judge, although you have probably already done so, go away and write down the four worst things you have done to a partner, even if - especially if - your partner doesn't know about them. Don't dress things up, or try to explain them; just write them d.. | love mistakes | Nick Hornby | |
| 1e964ac | I'm kind of a low-key guy. The spotlight doesn't suit me. I'm more of a side dish--cole slaw or French fries or a Wham! backup singer. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 8ed27c7 | In this world, there is no absolute good, no absolute evil," the man said. "Good and evil are not fixed, stable entities, but are continually trading places. A good may be transformed into an evil in the next second. And vice versa. Such was the way of the world that Dostoevsky depicted in The Brothers Karamazov. The most important thing is to maintain the balance between the constantly moving good and evil. If you lean too much in either d.. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| e3a80dc | According to Chekhov," Tamaru said, rising from his chair, "once a gun appears in a story, it has to be fired." "Meaning what?" "Meaning, don't bring unnecessary props into a story. If a pistol appears, it has to be fired at some point. Chekhov liked to write stories that did away with all useless ornamentation." | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 0ed6b56 | To keep on going, you have to keep up the rhythm. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 0bd95b9 | Our faces were no more than ten inches apart but she was lightyears away from me. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 0b5713c | My "Best Woman" speech Good evening everyone, my name is Rosie and as you can see Alex has decided to go down the non-traditional route of asking me to be his best woman for the day. Except we all know that today that title does not belong to me. It belongs to Sally, for she is clearly his best woman. I could call myself the "best friend" but I think we all know that today that title no longer refers to me either. That title too belongs to .. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| bdde674 | for you can grieve your heart out and in the end you are still where you were. All your grief hasn't changed a thing. What you have lost will not be returned to you. It will always be lost. You're only left with your scars to mark the void. All you can choose to do is go on or not. | Charles Frazier | ||
| 33e7197 | Do you know,' he said again softly, addressing his hands, 'what it is to love someone, and never - never! - be able to give them peace, or joy, or happiness?' He looked up then, eyes filled with pain. 'To know that you cannot give them happiness, not through any fault of yours or theirs, but only because you were not born the right person for them? | right-person | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 29ce0ec | This is the land of Narnia,' said the Faun, 'where we are now; all that lies between the lamp-post and the great castle of Cair Paravel on the eastern sea. | wardrobe witch | C.S. Lewis | |
| 3b792d3 | You have a traitor there, Aslan," said the Witch. Of course everyone present knew that she meant Edmund. But Edmund had got past thinking about himself after all he'd been through and after the talk he'd had that morning. He just went on looking at Aslan. It didn't seem to matter what the Witch said." | C.S. Lewis | ||
| 93c72e9 | I am not so naive as to believe that this slim volume will change the course of history or shake the conscience of the world. Books no longer have the power they once did. Those who kept silent yesterday will remain silent tomorrow. | Elie Wiesel | ||
| b121750 | Look, America is no more a democracy than Russia is a Communist state. The governments of the U.S. and Russia are practically the same. There's only a difference of degree. We both have the same basic form of government: economic totalitarianism. In other words, the settlement to all questions, the solutions to all issues are determined not by what will make the people most healthy and happy in the bodies and their minds but by economics. D.. | capitalism economics | Tom Robbins | |
| 206bdac | To live fully, one must be free, but to be free one must give up security. Therefore, to live one must be ready to die. How's that for a paradox? | Tom Robbins | ||
| 756ce12 | That's libertarians for you -- anarchists who want police protection from their slaves. | Kim Stanley Robinson | ||
| 13faef6 | It's amazing the way one can take a step ten and a half miles long and still always land in a cowpat. | Diana Wynne Jones | ||
| 2e123e4 | The Russian soul is a dark place. | russians souls | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 5275dd0 | I agree that two times two makes four is an excellent thing; but if we are dispensing praise, then two times two makes five is sometimes a most charming little thing as well. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 9d7b84b | In a very real sense we have two minds, one that thinks and one that feels | biology emotion inspirational love neuropsychology science thoughts | Daniel Goleman | |
| 00d6f87 | In making even horizontal and clear inspections we colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in. | perception | Thomas Hardy | |
| b30bf1f | We sinned for no reason but an incomprehensible lack of love, and He saved us for no reason but an incomprehensible excess of love. | christ christianity cross excess-love god inspirational jesus jesus-shock love philosophy salvation saved saved-souls sin spirituality the-cross theology | Peter Kreeft | |
| ce4972e | The really important thing to be was yourself, just as hard as you could. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| bc65b15 | It's hard to kill a creature once it lets you see its consciousness. | Carl Sagan | ||
| 8443dc7 | So here I am, in the middle way, having had twenty years- Twenty years largely wasted, the years of l'entre deux guerres- Trying to use words, and every attempt Is a wholy new start, and a different kind of failure Because one has only learnt to get the better of words For the thing one no longer has to say, or the way in which One is no longer disposed to say it. And so each venture Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate, With shab.. | T.S. Eliot | ||
| f0c7b73 | Everybody's crooked. The trick is to find out how they're bent. | Jennifer Crusie | ||
| 6ee9ad7 | Ideals are dangerous things. Realities are better. They wound, but they're better. | reality | Oscar Wilde | |
| 6e20ee8 | Sometimes when you start a war, you want to make pancakes. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 54a8858 | Fire tests gold | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 8d15b08 | Blood isn't love | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 8b9b0b3 | I prefer the school of life. | jordan-kyle | Cassandra Clare | |
| 62669e1 | Samuel! Are you alright?" A vision of Samuel being brained by the falling bars rose up before Simon's eyes. Samuel's voice rose to a scream. "GO AWAY!" Simon looked sideways at Jace. "I think he means it." Jace shook his blond head in exasperation. "You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn't you? You couldn't just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?" | jace-and-simon mortal-instruments | Cassandra Clare | |
| 1dad1c7 | But God knows, I don't want anyone but you. I don't even want to want anyone but you. | jace-wayland | Cassandra Clare | |
| 53eeee4 | Look. Jammies. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 7a9dd66 | Stripping the protection wards off the ship was bad enough--it's a strong, strong enchantment, demon-based--but when you fell, I had to put a fast spell on the truck so it wouldn't sink when I lost consciousness. And I will lose consciousness, Alec. | magnus-bane spell | Cassandra Clare | |
| c1f1635 | Simon?" she asked. "I have a stupid question." "What is it?" "Did you sleep with Isabelle?" Simon made a choking sound. Clary swiveled slowly around to look at him. "Are you okay?" she asked. "I think so," he said, recovering his poise with apparent effort. "Are you serious?" "Well, you gone all night." | simon-lewis | Cassandra Clare | |
| 343e521 | You weaseled your way into my life, Simon Lewis, and I don't know how or why or even when but it happened, and I kind of hate it but I can't change it, and here it is | Cassandra Clare | ||
| be766f6 | Oh, I'll trust you," the boy told him carelessly. "It hardly matters. We are all betrayed sooner or later--all betrayed, or traitors." "I see that a flair for the dramatic runs in the blood," Magnus said under his breath." | Cassandra Clare | ||
| a3f82e3 | They encouraged you to put some of your weight in their hands and soon as you felt how light and lovely it was, they studied your scars and tribulations... | Toni Morrison |