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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 21f82b4 | She had imagined Jace leaping from the bed in astonishment and gasping something like "Egad!" This didn't happen-largely, she suspected, because Jace had seen much stranger things in his life, and also because nobody used the word "Egad!" anymore. His eyes widened, though." | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 5bad6ac | Those who cannot love do not understand it | love shadowhunters lord-of-shadows | Cassandra Clare | |
| 98423d6 | She was afraid you'd freak out? Start seeing demons in the White House?" ... "There are demons in the White House?" "I was kidding," said Jace. "I think." -Jace & Clary" | Cassandra Clare | ||
| b765bef | I think you cannot root out love entirely. I think where there has been love, there will always be embers, as the remains of a bonfire outlast the flame. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 02717f0 | Young people, Lord. Do they still call it infatuation? That magic ax that chops away the world in one blow, leaving only the couple standing there trembling? Whatever they call it, it leaps over anything, takes the biggest chair, the largest slice, rules the ground wherever it walks, from a mansion to a swamp, and its selfishness is its beauty. Before I was reduced to singsong, I saw all kinds of mating. Most are two-night stands trying to .. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 1c04c6a | When you gone to get married? You need to have some babies. It'll settle you.' 'I don't want to make somebody else. I want to make myself. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 8fee13a | God created men to test the souls of women. | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| 4ae1365 | Democracy is a poor system of government at best; the only thing that can honestly be said in its favor is that it is eight times as good as any other method the human race has ever tried. | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| 3aadffa | You'll ache. And you're going to love it. It will crush you. And you're still going to love all of it. Doesn't it sound lovely beyond belief? | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 15f32cc | When you were in love, you knew no fear or hatred. When you were fearful, there was no possibility of love or hate. And when there was hate, there was only hate. | hate fear love | Christopher Pike | |
| f55ea9d | There's no way around grief and loss: you can dodge all you want, but sooner or later you just have to go into it, through it, and, hopefully, come out the other side. The world you find there will never be the same as the world you left. | loss inspirational johnny-cash | Johnny Cash | |
| ee9cfb5 | V, you know I love you like a brother, right?" "Yeah." "You feed her and I'll tear out your fucking throat out." | v jr-ward lover-revealed | J.R. Ward | |
| c7e485c | She nodded, wondering why couldn't she have been named Mary. Or Sue. But no, she had to be nine-letter Elizabeth. | dark-lover | J.R. Ward | |
| 7884d40 | How's the patient?" asked Derby. "Dead to the world." "But not actually dead." "No." "How nice - to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive." | Kurt Vonnegut | ||
| ad2e7c9 | I do not say that children at war do not die like men, if they have to die. To their everlasting honor and our everlasting shame, they do die like men, thus making possible the manly jubilation of patriotic holidays. But they are murdered children all the same. | war patriotism shame | Kurt Vonnegut | |
| 505eec9 | Caroline is no longer sufffering from personhood. | John Green | ||
| cdfcac3 | You can say a lot of bad things about Alabama, but you can't say that Alabamans as a people are duly afraid of deep fryers. | John Green | ||
| 9b4d0e3 | Those who lived by the sword were forced to die by it. | war | T.H. White | |
| b8ba980 | It's strange the times people choose to be generous. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| 82c5869 | So, tomorrow, I'm leaving. And I'm not going to let that happen again with anyone else. I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| a6f559f | Can the purpose of a relationship be to trigger our wounds? In a way, yes, because that is how healing happens; darkness must be exposed before it can be transformed. The purpose of an intimate relationship is not that it be a place where we can hide from our weaknesses, but rather where we can safely let them go. It takes strength of character to truly delve into the mystery of an intimate relationship, because it takes the strength to end.. | love | Marianne Williamson | |
| a3bcb1b | Good God. I don't believe St. Vincent and the word 'celibacy' have ever been mentioned in the same sentence before. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 481d617 | He looked like a fallen angel, replete with all the dangerous male beauty that Lucifer could devise. | lucifer male | Lisa Kleypas | |
| adc508d | I have nothing but contempt for the people who despise money. They are hypocrites or fools. Money is like a sixth sense without which you cannot make a complete use of the other five. Without an adequate income half the possibilities of life are shut off. The only thing to be careful about is that you do not pay more than a shilling for the shilling you earn. You will hear people say that poverty is the best spur to the artist. They have ne.. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 2a07b55 | The man running toward me is not a man, he is a boy. A shaggy-haired boy with a crease between his eyebrows. Will. Dull-eyed and mindless, but still Will. He stops running and mirrors me, his feet planted and his gun up. In an instant, I see his finger poised over the trigger and hear the bullet slide into the chamber, and I fire. My eyes squeezed shut. Can't breathe. The bullet hit him in the head. I know because that's where I aimed it. | Veronica Roth | ||
| 2e3a2d6 | Faction before blood. | Veronica Roth | ||
| 3d4f65d | I want some kind of reminder that while wounds heal, they don't disappear forever- I carry them everywhere, always, and that is the way of things, the way of scars. | Veronica Roth | ||
| 76f331f | Remembering's dangerous. I find the past such a worrying, anxious place. "The Past Tense," I suppose you'd call it. Memory's so treacherous. One moment you're lost in a carnival of delights, with poignant childhood aromas, the flashing neon of puberty, all that sentimental candy-floss... the next, it leads you somewhere you don't want to go. Somewhere dark and cold, filled with the damp ambiguous shapes of things you'd hoped were forgotten... | Alan Moore | ||
| f1e4fc3 | Though no longer pregnant, she continues, at times, to mix Rice Krispies and peanuts and onions in a bowl. For being a foreigner Ashima is beginning to realize, is a sort of lifelong pregnancy -- a perpetual wait, a constant burden, a continuous feeling out of sorts. It is an ongoing responsibility, a parenthesis in what had once been an ordinary life, only to discover that previous life has vanished, replaced by something more complicated .. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 8d34977 | The Lord of Winterfell would always be a Stark | tyrion-lannister | George R.R. Martin | |
| 530f6d4 | I forgive nothing. If you stole my orange crayon in the fifth grade, you're still on my hit list, buddy. | Jonathan Carroll | ||
| a0bbc3b | Knowing the enemy enables you to take the offensive, knowing yourself enables you to stand on the defensive. | war strategy | Sun Tzu | |
| c6a3629 | And what does anyone know about traitors, or why Judas did what he did? | Jean Rhys | ||
| 32ceca1 | It was one thing to snuggle a little when the world seemed about to end, and quite another to explain to her parents that she wanted to date an ancient magical horse. | humor | Brandon Mull | |
| 5344c8d | You're the love of my life. I don't care how corny that sounds. You're the start of it, and the end of it. And you're the best of it. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 541ef13 | He stepped to her again, laid his lips on her brow. "But I want children with you, my lovely Eve. One day." "One day being far, far in the future. Like, I don't know, say a decade when...Hold on. Children is plural." He eased back, grinned. "Why, so it is--nothing slips by my canny cop." "You really think if I ever actually let you plant something in me--they're like aliens in there, growing little hands and feet." She shuddered. "Creepy. I.. | eve-dallas roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| daaaef5 | Forgive me if I stare, I knew you were young, but even then I was expecting someone a little more, well, more. | humor | Christopher Paolini | |
| 84e8d5b | As he was about to leave, she said, "Murtagh." He paused and turned to regard her. She hesitated for a moment, then mustered her courage and said, "Why?" She thought he understood her meaning: Why her? Why save her, and now why try to rescue her? She had guessed at the answer, but she wanted to hear him say it. He stared at her for the longest while, and then, in a low, hard voice, he said, "You know why." | nasuada murtagh | Christopher Paolini | |
| c7ec0cf | You are the only woman who ever answered the demands of my imagination. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| df7a341 | And in his eyes he had the look of the cat who inspires a desire to caress but loves no one, who never feels he must respond to the impulses he arouses. | arousal cat delta-of-venus desire | Anaïs Nin | |
| 6e7a70e | The secret of a full life is to live and relate to others as if they might not be there tomorrow, as if you might not be there tomorrow. It eliminates the vice of procrastination, the sin of postponement, failed communications, failed communions. This thought has made me more and more attentive to all encounters. meetings, introductions, which might contain the seed of depth that might be carelessly overlooked. This feeling has become a rar.. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 736a83b | Nice Kerrick was scarier than Mean Kerrick. | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| 8077edf | What if you love knowledge for its own sake, not necessarily as a blueprint to action? What if you wish there were more, not fewer reflective types in the world? | Susan Cain | ||
| 673880b | I may not be old but I'm too old to have this much nothing | self-realization | Jonathan Tropper |