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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7741ca3 | Milo nibbled carefully at the letter and discovered that it was quite sweet and delicious -- just the way you'd expect an A to taste. "I knew you'd like it," laughed the letter man, popping two G's and an R into his mouth and letting the juice drip down his chin. "A's are one of our most popular letters. All of them aren't that good," he confided in a low voice. "Take the Z, for instance -- very dry and sawdusty. And the X? Why, it tastes l.. | Norton Juster | ||
| fb4733a | In this box are all the words I know,' he said. 'Most of them you will never need, some you will use constantly, but with them you may ask all the questions which have never been answered and answer all the questions which have never been asked. All the great books of the past and all the ones yet to come are made from these words. With them, there is no obstacle you cannot overcome. All you must learn to do is use them well and in the righ.. | Norton Juster | ||
| 5c8e843 | Screw it. Bring on that sorry dragon! Comes down to it, I'll bet Hrundig knows a recipe for cooking the mangy beasts. | dragons | eric flint | |
| 6e4146c | Author's Afterword | Eric Flint | ||
| 29cee78 | He shrugged. "Let's see if I can verify your guess, Dr. Glendale." "Nicholas or Nick, please. Not--" He flashed a warning glance at Helen, but too late. "--Nicky!" she interjected. "Okay," | Eric Flint | ||
| 017b6ff | A.J.'s conciliatory tone was then replaced by his usual theatrics. "Glad you could make it, Colonel! We're about to try to open up and see what's behind Door Number Three." "Actually, Door Number D-11," Jackie corrected. "Well, darn. Janice was always behind Door Number Three. D11 just has alien artifacts behind it." "A.J., you're not old enough to remember that show," Hathaway snorted. "Hell, I'm not old enough to remember that show." "Old.. | Eric Flint | ||
| 335f1a7 | Okay, Jack--let 'er rip!" They were able to watch the operation on a screen, from sensors left on site. The fuel-cell-powered ripper hummed, and there was a sudden screeching noise audible all the way down the corridor as the lever arms inserted themselves forcibly into the narrow crack between the door valves. The humming abruptly dropped in pitch and became louder as it began to force the doors open. A.J." | Eric Flint | ||
| 8e3d4ff | Only the soul matters, in the end. All else is dross. That is as true of an empire as it is of a man. | Eric Flint | ||
| cdbe7bf | Bad parent! Bad Parent! Your children will grow up to be drug addicts, derelicts, serial murderers and hedge fund managers! | Eric Flint | ||
| 783f908 | maybe that's all history was: a succession of bullies and thieves, each | Eric Flint | ||
| dfefa3e | A good marriage produced affection and physical desire as naturally and inevitably as trees grew. Love was simply the fruit, which they confused with the seed. | Eric Flint | ||
| 1362f56 | Like all females, Third was intensely aggressive. | Eric Flint | ||
| b75c67c | Nancy Ward was almost eighty years old. For a moment, Tiana was frozen by the sight. Half exultant--if she could be like that, at that age!--and half petrified. It was like watching some ancient, terrible creature, rising from its lair. | Eric Flint | ||
| b099192 | The plans and schemes of tyrants are broken by many things. They shatter against cliffs of heroic struggle. They rupture on reefs of open resistance. And they are slowly eroded, bit by little bit, on the very beaches where they measure triumph, by countless grains of sand. By the stubborn little decencies of humble little men. | Eric Flint | ||
| 0dcc1af | up was the necessary supply chain in case he had to leave Bohemia | Eric Flint | ||
| 470fc36 | So where you've got one pope, they've got a whole bunch of 'em? | Eric Flint | ||
| a0c9d16 | When people ask me that absurd question "Do you like children?" I always feel like retorting - and sometimes do, if I think the questioner has brains enough to understand the retort - "Why don't you ask me if I like grown-up people? I like some very much, detest others, and am indifferent to the vast majority." | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 229670d | seen | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 0b64968 | Education is what survives when what has been learned has been forgotten. | B. F. Skinner | ||
| 03329a7 | Detective Mackenzie White braced herself for the worst as she walked through the cornfield that afternoon. | Blake Pierce | ||
| 55bfcab | Zycie nie moze zatrzymac sie w biegu pomimo dziejacych sie na jego drodze tragedii. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| b90d0a5 | Podoba mi sie czlowiek, ktorego oczy mowia wiecej niz wargi. | romantic | L.M. Montgomery | |
| 2f92f03 | I think," Mackenzie said, finally answering Nelson's question, "that this was purely a violent crime." | Blake Pierce | ||
| 38a8d6a | America is our enemy; America should give us more aid. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 3fc823a | The late Dominic Breckland, Voscount Stratfield, was returning to life in a sea of woman's underwear. | Jillian Hunter | ||
| b2292ae | For a mother of two to be a stripper, Mackenzie assumed that there were money troubles in her life and that she was willing to do damn near anything to provide for her kids. | Blake Pierce | ||
| 1a2e836 | I denounce the do-gooders, the feel-gooders, the "activist clubs," and anyone else who makes people feel like the problem is being taken care of. Trust me. The problem is not being taken care of." | life satire | Blake Nelson | |
| bca4b6a | My father ran drugs and women, and Eli Nelson tried to make him out to be an arms dealer. Nelson used my love for my sister to get me to run an operation for him. He told me he would off my father if I would just spend a couple of weeks distracting a CIA operative for him." "Ian." Eve sat forward, an encouraging look on her face. "You were trying to save your sister." Well, at least they were giving her more room than Ian had. "Yes. I didn'.. | Lexi Blake | ||
| 50ff9ae | This is the typical fallacy on which all of CONSUMER AMERICA is based. Some piece of useless crap will make people like you. | society | Blake Nelson | |
| 174e47a | English people are so not asshats! I'm going to move there. William Blake was English. | Jandy Nelson | ||
| a8ce437 | I think I've got weapon prints here. | Blake Pierce | ||
| 086527b | As tough and determined as Mackenzie is, as brilliant as she is in hunting down killers, this new case proves an impossible riddle, something just beyond her reach. She may not even have time to crack it as her own life falls apart around her. | Blake Pierce | ||
| 42a1e94 | nearly touched her face; then, as if aware of their surroundings, he quickly stood. Cindy felt herself gripped by the hands and pulled through the alley. Her eyes filled with tears. Someone, she mentally pleaded, help me. Help! She remembered her classmates, her friends, her laughter at the party. Help! At the end of the path, the small man lifted her up and hugged her tight. Her head flopped on his shoulder. He lovingly stroked her hair. H.. | Blake Pierce | ||
| ac1a30f | Done for the night, he steered his ship for shore, and as it chugged steadily for the dock at Reedsport, one of his passengers called out, jarring him from his reverie. "Hey, Cap'n--isn't that your ghost right over there?" Jimmy didn't bother to look. All four of his passengers--two young vacationing couples--were pretty drunk. Doubtless one of the guys was just trying to scare the girls. But then" | Blake Pierce | ||
| 6739e25 | She yanked as hard as she could, bringing her arms forward. Her shoulders screamed in agony, but she was instantly free. There was a slight burn as the rope caught the top of her hand, but that was nothing compared to the pain laced across her back. | Blake Pierce | ||
| a0121f1 | Mackenzie came close and studied her, trying to repress a feeling of nausea and a wave of sadness. The woman's back was covered in gashes. They looked uniform in nature, likely placed there by the same instrument. Her back was covered in blood, mostly dried and sticky. The back of her thong underwear was caked in it, too. | Blake Pierce | ||
| d437bfd | Maybe," Mackenzie said. But she didn't think so." | Blake Pierce | ||
| 743afab | Mackenzie finally arrived home at 10:45, exhausted. The day had been long and draining but she knew that she would not be able to sleep for quite a while. Her mind was too focused on the lead that Kevin Lizbrook had supplied. She'd called the information in to Nelson and he assured her that he'd have someone call the strip club and whatever law firm Hailey Lizbrook had been working with to get her restraining order. With | Blake Pierce | ||
| ab841a0 | What the hell are you doing?" Nelson asked." | Blake Pierce | ||
| c09cb78 | mercy and justice are deadlier than any rifle or bayonet. | David Weber | ||
| 7d97004 | tell how old he was, but she could tell that he was slightly overweight and apparently a little out of shape. She could hear him wheezing as she closed in on his heels. "Dammit," she" | Blake Pierce | ||
| 2bdb5f8 | Porter," Chief Nelson said. "White's solving this thing already. She's pretty sharp." | Blake Pierce | ||
| 7b1c1ca | Love is when you're willing to give up something you care about for someone else. It's when you care more about the other person than your own desires, and you act on it- that's love. It has nothing to do with sex | Blake Pierce | ||
| cdf171e | house. It was a basic little house situated on the outskirts of a middle-class neighborhood. The grass had been recently cut, but the small flower beds bordering the tiny set of stairs to the front door were badly in need of weeding. It was a quiet neighborhood, but not the kind Susan would live in. The houses were one-story little saltboxes splattered along the streets. Most, she assumed, were owned by older couples or those struggling | Blake Pierce |