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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 93dabe8 | Because sometimes that is the only way to remember what is in your bones. You must peel off your skin, and that of your mother, and her mother. Until there is nothing. No scar, no skin, no flesh. -An-mei | Amy Tan | ||
| dfae6fd | You can't appreciate a great day unless you've experienced bad ones." - Rabbi Glassman" | Simone Elkeles | ||
| 8c5d2a5 | What would it take for you to go out with me? | alex-fuentes alex | Simone Elkeles | |
| e589768 | Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel? Polonius: By the mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed. Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel. Polonius: It is backed like a weasel. Hamlet: Or like a whale? Polonius: Very like a whale. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 6c1ae4f | These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. | romeo-and-juliet | William Shakespeare | |
| c0bee31 | The quality of mercy is not strained. It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed: It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest. It becomes The throned monarch better than his crown. His scepter shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings, But mercy is above this sceptered sway. It is enthroned in.. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 9cc64ee | Don't be afraid." "I hear voices," Iggy said. "Be very afraid." | James Patterson | ||
| 3286c70 | Sometimes he seems like a droid--or a drone. Fang of Nine. Fang2-D2. | James Patterson | ||
| ee25923 | He always considered death an unavoidable professional hazard. | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| 2724efc | What did dead mean, Ray wondered. It meant lost, it meant frozen, it meant gone. | the-lovely-bones | Alice Sebold | |
| e4fec8c | No speech is ever considered, but only the speaker. It's so much easier to pass judgement on a man than on an idea. | speech | Ayn Rand | |
| 927ab32 | Civilization is the process of setting man free from men. | Ayn Rand | ||
| 674acae | But the young educated adults of the 90s -- who were, of course, the children of the same impassioned infidelities and divorces Mr. Updike wrote about so beautifully -- got to watch all this brave new individualism and self-expression and sexual freedom deteriorate into the joyless and anomic self-indulgence of the Me Generation. Today's sub-40s have different horrors, prominent among which are anomie and solipsism and a peculiarly America.. | solipsism norman-mailer philip-roth | David Foster Wallace | |
| 1177f7e | I can still tend the rabbits, George? I didn't mean no harm, George. | John Steinbeck | ||
| a6cb50e | I'll want to hear,' Samuel said. 'I eat stories like grapes. | John Steinbeck | ||
| a9c3b12 | You also know you're surrendered when you don't react to criticism and rush to defend yourself. Surrendered hearts show up best in relationships. You don't edge others out, you don't demand your rights, and you aren't self-serving when you're surrendered. | Rick Warren | ||
| 710043f | Winter is the season of alcoholism and despair. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 132e08e | fy lwq` swf tfj` dy'man w'bdan. ln ttjwz mwt mHb, swf tt`lm 'n tt`ysh m` hdhh lkhsr@. swf tshf~ wtbny nfsk mn jdyd Hwl mHwr lrHyl ldhy `nyt mnh. swf tktml mjddan wlknk ln t`wd 'nt. ln tkwn mthlm lsbq. ln t`wd 'nt wl yjb 'n ttmn~ dhlk. | Elisabeth Kübler-Ross | ||
| 3fcb89e | And you'll sit beside me, and we'll look, not at visions, but at realities. | Edith Wharton | ||
| 3f362a5 | Farewell, and may the blessing of Elves and Men and all Free Folk go with you. May the stars shine upon your faces! | elrond | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 9a65c5e | And thou, Melkor, shalt see that no theme may be played that hath not its uttermost source in me, nor can any alter the music in my despite. For he that attempteth this shall prove but mine instrument in the devising of things more wonderful, which he himself hath not imagined. | tolkien | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 84f2d18 | And that was the greatest heartbreak of all- no matter how spectacular we want our children to be, no matter how perfect we pretend they are, they are bound to disappoint. As it turns out, kids are more like us than we think: damaged, through and through. | kids disappoint more-like-us spectacular than-we-think pretend damaged perfect | Jodi Picoult | |
| 9f24755 | When you have been with your partner for so many years, they become the glove compartment map that you've worn dog-eared and white-creased, the trail you recogonize so well you could draw it by heart and for this very reason keep it with you on journeys at all times. And yet, when you least expect it, one day you open your eyes and there is an unfamiliar turnoff, a vantage point taht wasn't there before, and you have to stop and wonder if m.. | marriage love partner years | Jodi Picoult | |
| 3367966 | Did you ever dream you had a friend, Alec? Someone to last your whole life and you his. I suppose such a thing can't really happen outside sleep. | life | E.M. Forster | |
| ee6ed72 | Writing is one of the most solitary activities in the world. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 4489c18 | Don't be silly, Dawlish. I'm sure you are an excellent Auror, I seem to remember you achieved 'Outstanding' in all your N.E.W.T.s, but if you attempt to -- er -- 'bring me in' by force, I will have to hurt you. | warning | J.K. Rowling | |
| c2d0c1c | Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| cd82856 | Well. Hello. Yeh must be Harry. Hello, Harry Potter. I'm Rubeus Hagrid. And I'm gonna be yer friend whether yeh like it or not. 'Cos yeh've had it tough, not that yeh know it yet. An' yer gonna need friends. Now yeh best come with me, don't yeh think? | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 774f220 | How's Norbert doin'?" Norbert?" Charlie laughed. "The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call her Norberta now." Wha--Norbert's a girl?" | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 6f48767 | I don't need handcuffs to enslave a woman." -Ranger to Stephanie" | romance | Janet Evanovich | |
| 1c8bedb | We all have this moment, when your folks first see you as someone not growing up to be them. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 3618d3c | Be famous. Be a big social experiment in getting what you don't want. Find value in what we've been taught is worthless. Find good in what the world says is evil. I'm giving you my life because I want the whole world to know you. I wish the whole world would embrace what it hates. Find what you're afraid of most and go live there. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 964afe0 | HOW ANGELS SLEEP. Unsoundly. They toss and turn, trying to understand the mystery of the living. They know so little about what it's like to fill a new prescription for glasses and suddenly see the world again, with a mixture of disappointment and gratitude ... Also, they don't dream. For this reason, they have one less thing to talk about. In a backward way, when they wake up they feel as if there is something they are forgetting to tell e.. | dreams sadness | Nicole Krauss | |
| e32243c | everyone knows how to love because we are all born with that gift. | paulo-coelho | Paulo Coelho | |
| a3958e2 | When we're focused on what we want, things begin to slot perfectly into place. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 94038e8 | Break the glass, please, and free us from all these damned rules, from needing to find an explanation for everything, from doing only what others approve of. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| fb4b741 | Oh, it's lovely to see you!' Franny said as the cab moved off. 'I've missed you.' The words were no sooner out than she realized that she didn't mean them at all. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 5d6ff12 | And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet I would remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles; and I would be content. | sunset dragons reminiscence | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| bd06add | I heard you scream," he said as he examined the blade in my hands. I'd never held one so finely crafted, so perfectly balanced. "And I hesitated. Not long, but I hesitated before I came running. Even though Tam got there in time, I still broke my word in those seconds I waited." He jerked his chin at the knife. "It's yours. Don't bury it in my back, please." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 6ae4384 | Aelin hissed, "Need I remind you Captain, that you went to Endovier and did not blink at the slaves and the mass graves? Need I remind you that I was starved and chained and you let Duke Perrington force me to the ground at Dorian's feet while you did nothing? And now you have the nerve to accuse me of not caring, when many of the people in this city have profited off the blood and misery of the very people you ignored?" | celeana-sardothien chaol-westfall throne-of-glass queen-of-shadows betrayal | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 5abd10d | He grasped her by the wrist , running a thumb along the sensitive skin underneath. "Then let me call you Mine for a dance or two" She grinned but someone was suddenly between them, a tall, powerfully built person. Sam. He ripped the stranger's hand off of her wrist. "She's spoken for," he growled, all too close to the young man's maked face. The stranger's friend was behind him in an instant, his bronze eyes fixed on Sam. Celaena grabbed Sa.. | dance enouth gods-above spoken-for sam-cortland chaol-westfall dorian-havilliard celaena-sardothien | Sarah J. Maas | |
| be7325e | Power called to power among the Fae. Perhaps Aelin Galathynius was unlucky the cadre had been drawn to Maeve's power long before she was born, had chained themselves to her instead. Perhaps they were the unlucky ones, for not holding out for something better. | lorcan-salvatarre | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 7cdb345 | Get up. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 89688c9 | There were few sounds she enjoyed more than the groans of dying men, but the wind was one of them. | Sarah J. Maas |