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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| dff741f | Night can't cloak your scarlet dream. Accept Desire's call. | P.C. Cast & Kristin Cast | ||
| 66047f9 | that fitful strain of melancholy which will ever be found inseperable from the perfection of the beautiful. | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| bcba7a2 | That's the trouble with you young people. You think because you ain't been here long, you know everything. In my life I already forgot more than you ever know. | youth | Neil Gaiman | |
| 4031b70 | Even a strong man can succumb to the wiles of a pretty girl with pointy shoes. | Joseph Delaney | ||
| 5aa9f63 | I have never met any really wicked person before. I feel rather frightened. I am so afraid he will look just like every one else. | humor | Oscar Wilde | |
| 57e7a2d | Most people are boring and stupid. | people stupid | Oscar Wilde | |
| 34044ff | We teach people how to remember, we never teach them how to grow. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 6f78e15 | I analyzed you, though you did not adore me. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 14a9624 | Why not? Do you like him?" Magnus's eyes gleamed. "He seems to like you. I saw him going for your hand out there like a squirrel diving for a peanut." | clary-fray magnus-bane | Cassandra Clare | |
| 85fceb1 | At least Kyle wasn't home. That would be a hard one to explain to his new roomate. Nobody liked a guy who kept blood in the fridge. | humour city-of-fallen-angels jace-wayland simon-lewis | Cassandra Clare | |
| 39fa801 | He grabbed for the coatrack that stood by the door, ripped the coats off it, and flung the door wide, the rack held above his head like a javelin. On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. "Is that a coatrack?" | Cassandra Clare | ||
| ebc6daa | If you insist on trying to get yourself killed, I insist on being the one who chooses what you wear while you recover, | Cassandra Clare | ||
| e7ca3fa | The moment the door opened, Jace seized up a yellow pencil lying on the desk and threw it. It sailed through the air and struck the wall just next to Luke's head, where it stuck, vibrating. Luke's eyes widened. Jace smiled faintly. "Sorry, I didn't realize it was you." ... Luke indicated Simon and Clary with a wave of his hand. "I brought some people to see you." Jace's eyes moved to them. They were as black as if they had been painted on. .. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 89d23f6 | Why do you do these things to yourself? Not just what you did to the window, but the way you talked to Clary. What are you punishing yourself for? You can't help how you feel. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 3612e49 | She managed a smile. "You're kind of pushy, you know." He shrugged. "I have a fetish for damsels in distress." "Don't be sexist." "Not at all. My services are also available to gentlemen in distress. It's an equal opportunity fetish," he said, and with a flourish, offered his arm again." | sebastian | Cassandra Clare | |
| 4062bac | Love is the grand prize and the garbage heap. Love is a spiritual root canal and the only thing that makes life worth living. Love is a little taste of always and a big bite of nothing. And love is everything in between these extremes. | Robert Fulghum | ||
| 2f86ef0 | Go all the way with it. Do not back off. For once, go all the goddamn way with what matters. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| b30b5d1 | She was not sorry. And if it was the wine telling her that, then she would tell the wine the same thing tomorrow. She was not sorry. | romance slightly mary-balogh wicked | Mary Balogh | |
| 26b703d | Qhuinn wanted to say, | qhuay blay blaylock qhuinn j-r-ward | J.R. Ward | |
| 45c5c68 | Butch nodded as if he knew exactly what was doing. "Like I said, my man, it's whatever. You and me? Same as always, no matter who you screw. Although... if you're into sheep, that would be tough. Don't know if I could handle that." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 7c307cb | That is my principal objection to life, I think: It's too easy, when alive, to make perfectly horrible mistakes. | Kurt Vonnegut | ||
| 82529a9 | Now I'm a scientific expert; that means I know nothing about absolutely everything. | science | Arthur C. Clarke | |
| e34006f | Of course I tensed up when he touched me. To be with him was to hurt him-inevitably. And that's what I'd felt as he reached for me: I'd felt as though I were committing an act of violence against him, because I was. | John Green | ||
| 976577a | I don't think you're dying," I said. "I think you've just got a touch of cancer. He smiled. Gallows humor." | dying | John Green | |
| 293f592 | I did some research on this a couple years ago," Augustus continued. "I was wondering if everybody could be remembered. Like, if we got organized, and assigned a certain number of corpses to each living person, would there be enough living people to remember all the dead people?" "And are there?" "Sure, anyone can name fourteen dead people. But we're disorganized mourners, so a lot of people end up remembering Shakespeare and no one ends u.. | the-fault-in-our-stars ya | John Green | |
| 314176f | Oh, my god," Augustus said. "I can't believe I have a crush on a girl with such cliche wishes." "I was thirteen," I said again, although of course I was only thinking "crush crush crush crush crush". I was flattered but changed the subject immediately." | John Green | ||
| 364c4cf | But it is a pipe." "No, it's not," I said. It's a drawing of a pipe. Get it? All representations of a thing are inherently abstract. It's very clever." | ceci-n-est-pas-une-pipe pipe this-is-not-a-pipe representation drawing | John Green | |
| 8aed488 | Too pissed off to cry, I said, 'This is only making me hate her. I don't want to hate her. And what's the point, if that's all it's making me do?' Still refusing to answer how and why questions. Still insisting on an aura of mystery. I leaned forward, head between by knees, and the Colonel placed a head on my upper back. 'The point is that there are always alsweres, Pudge.' And then he pushed air out between his pursed lips and I could hea.. | John Green | ||
| 05bda9d | He will know from and early age that failure is not disgrace. It's just a pitch that you missed, and you'd better get ready for the next one. The next one might be the shot heard round the world. My son and I are Americans, we prepare for glory by failing until we don't. | success glory failure | Craig Ferguson | |
| f37e251 | It eluded us then, but that's no matter--tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine morning-- So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. | inspirational final-words | F. Scott Fitzgerald | |
| f92ea0c | I don't know what's wrong with me. It's like all I can do is keep writing this gibberish to keep from breaking apart. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| c409ddd | Everyone is special in their own way. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| 75fb65f | I must make two honest confessions to you, my Christian and Jewish brothers. First, I must confess that over the past few years I have been gravely disappointed with the white moderate. I have almost reached the regrettable conclusion that the Negro's great stumbling block in his stride toward freedom is not the White Citizen's Counciler or the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate, who is more devoted to "order" than to justice; who pref.. | liberals privilege race | Martin Luther King Jr. | |
| d072210 | These same people who tell us we must defend the lives of the unborn-they are the same people who seem not so interested in defending anyone but themselves after the accident of birth is complete! These same people who profess their love of the unborn's soul-they don't care to make much of a contribution to the poor, they don't care to offer much assistance to the unwanted or the oppressed! How do they justify such a concern for the fetus a.. | John Irving | ||
| 935dd17 | We don't always have a choice how we get to know one another. Sometimes, people fall into our lives cleanly--as if out of the sky, or as if there were a direct flight from Heaven to Earth--the same sudden way we lose people, who once seemed they would always be part of our lives | John Irving | ||
| d074ce4 | How is it I know this little about the boy who says he loves me -- the boy whose real name is powerful enough to keep us alive in a train car full of enemies? | Veronica Roth | ||
| 4f69a61 | Resisting is worth doing. | the-transfer dystopian resistance | Veronica Roth | |
| f0ce7ad | Asha Greyjoy did not intend to be taken alive. She would die as she had lived, with an axe in her hand and a laugh upon her lips. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| c3aee70 | You know. Life's short. If you don't try new things, you'll never know what you're best at. And you can only make time for new things by quitting the things you know don't work for you. | trina teen-idol thatsaquote | Meg Cabot | |
| 5fff9f4 | Every Valentine's Day, the student council sponsered a holiday fundraiser by selling roses that would be delievered in class. The roses came in four colors:white, yellow, red, pink, and the subtleties of thier meaning were parsed and analyzed by the female population to no end. Mimi had always understood it thus:white for love, yellow for friendship, red for passion, and pink for a secret crush. | symbolism | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| b0784bf | God has created me to do Him some definite service. He has committed some work to me which He has not committed to another. I have my mission. I may never know it in this life, but I shall be told it in the next. I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection between persons. | christianity religion god catholicism | John Henry Newman | |
| 094831a | Goodbye, Room." I wave up at Skylight. "Say goodbye," I tell Ma. "Goodbye, Room." Ma says it but on mute. I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened. Then we go out the door." | motherhood suffering love loyalty | Emma Donoghue | |
| 84a7be3 | You know, lieutenant, you wear your weapon the way other women wear pearls." "It's not a fashion accessory." | naked naked-in-death roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| c28838f | Roarke: You'd enjoy flying more if you'd learn the controls. Eve: I'd rather pretend I'm on the ground. Roarke: And how many vehicles have you wrecked, had blown up, or destroyed in the last, oh, two years? Eve: Think about that, then imagine it happening when I'm at the wheel at thirty thousand feet. Roarke: Good point. I'll do the flying. | romance suspense | J.D. Robb |