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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 82b70a5 | Human beings are millions of things in one day. | Nick Hornby | ||
| 57853ea | Life is long, and sometimes cruel. Sometimes victims are needed. Someone has to take on that role. And human bodies are fragile, easily damaged. Cut them, and they bleed. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| dca8713 | Picasso had a saying - 'good artists copy, great artists steal' - and we have always been shameless about stealing great ideas. | inspiration | Walter Isaacson | |
| 3e7fee7 | You're mine, mo duinne," he said softly, pressing himself into my depths. "Mine alone, now and forever. Mine, whether ye will it or no." I pulled against his grip, and sucked in my breath with a faint "ah" as he pressed even deeper. "Aye, I mean to use ye hard, my Sassenach," he whispered. "I want to own you, to possess you, body and soul." I struggled slightly and he pressed me down, hammering me, a solid, inexorable pounding that reached .. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 983d8a5 | While the Lord might insist that vengeance was His, no male Highlander of my acquaintance had ever thought it right that the Lord should be left to handle such things without assistance. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 6924709 | We have nothing now between us, save - respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| f6f4c57 | If Socrates leaves his house today he will find the sage seated on his doorstep. If Judas go forth tonight it is to Judas his steps will tend.' Every life is many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-law. But always meeting ourselves. | James Joyce | ||
| 361a4c5 | These are all novels, all about people that never existed, the people that read them it makes them unhappy with their own lives. Makes them want to live in other ways they can never really be. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| dd72f1e | Can you see air you breathe? Can you see the force that moves the tides or changes the seasons or sends the birds to a winter haven?" Her eyes welled. "Can Rome with all its knowledge be so foolish? Oh Marcus, you can't carve God in stone. You can't limit him to a temple. You can't imprison him on a mountaintop. Heaven is his throne; earth, his footstool. Everything you see is his. Empires will rise and empires will fall. Only God prevails... | Francine Rivers | ||
| a2a6bbe | I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| c2225a5 | Love is the bone and sinew of my curse. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 72f6588 | The world keeps ending but new people too dumb to know it keep showing up as if the fun's just started. | teotwawki rabbit-angstrom cynicism | John Updike | |
| e44ee47 | Keeing busy" is the remedy for all the ills in America. It's also the means by which the creative impulse is destroyed." | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| c48ffc7 | I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night. | wonder | Anne Rice | |
| 892c51d | Maybe my expectations for honesty are too high. | honesty | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 4989de6 | For one brief, never-ending second, an entirely different path expanded behind the lids of my tear-wet eyes. As if I were looking through the filter of Jacob's thoughts, I could see exactly what I was going to give up, exactly what this new self-knowledge would not save me from losing. I could see Charlie and Renee mixed into a strange collage with Billy and Sam and La Push. I could see years passing, and meaning something as they passed, c.. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| a0be68c | You have to find a mother inside yourself. We all do. Even if we already have a mother, we still have to find this part of ourselves inside | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 939d676 | No summer ever came back, and no two summers ever were alike. Times change, and people change; and if our hearts do not change as readily, so much the worse for us. | Nathaniel Hawthorne | ||
| 37c4c60 | Probably I dont believe in a lot of things that I used to believe in but that doesnt mean I dont believe in anything. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| bd0fbdc | This is one thing they forget to mention in most child-rearing books, that at times you will just lose your mind. Period. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 365086e | We Woosters do not lightly forget. At least, we do - some things - appointments, and people's birthdays, and letters to post, and all that - but not an absolutely bally insult like the above. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 2ba66fc | She fitted into my biggest arm-chair as if it had been built round her by someone who knew they were wearing arm-chairs tight about the hips that season | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 0473612 | You remember only what you want to remember. You know only what your heart allows you to know. | understanding remembrance knowledge memory | Amy Tan | |
| d77bdeb | I can think of few better ways to introduce a child to books than to let her stack them, upend them, rearrange them, and get her fingerprints all over them. | child children | Anne Fadiman | |
| 6719207 | We've been secretly datin' since last week." He gives me a smile and a look that says I'm his one-and-only. That smile might deceive Madison, but I know he's full of it. "Isn't that right, K.?" He squeezes me tighter. "Uh-huh," I squeak out. Madison shakes her head fast, as if she can't believe what she's hearing. "Nobody in their right mind chooses Kiara Westford over me." She's right. We're busted. "Wanna bet?" My eyes go wide when Carlo.. | Simone Elkeles | ||
| d477c24 | Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 452d1a5 | and the great advantage of being a literary woman, was that you could go everywhere and do everything. | Henry James | ||
| 95d5e2b | I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of Him. | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| 79df66e | Wholeheartedness. There are many tenets of Wholeheartedness, but at its very core is vulnerability and worthiness; facing uncertainty, exposure, and emotional risks, and knowing that I am enough. | Brené Brown | ||
| dcdc88f | I've found what makes children happy doesn't always prepare them to be courageous, engaged adults. | courage parenting | Brené Brown | |
| 8a63309 | She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret. | Arthur Golden | ||
| 8d0a1d8 | A horse must be a bit mad to be a good cavalry mount, and its rider must be completely so. | humor | Steven Pressfield | |
| 63cbd72 | Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time. | touching | Anne Carson | |
| b684467 | And it may be that love sometimes occurs without pain or misery. | Annie Proulx | ||
| 908036b | You know, a cell phone's like a guy; if you don't plug him in every night, charge him good, you got nothing at all. | simile sex men telephones | Catherine Coulter | |
| 8664327 | He was a killer, a thing that preyed, living on the things that lived, unaided, alone, by virtue of his own strength and prowess, surviving triumphantly in a hostile environment where only the strong survive. | survival-of-the-fittest | Jack London | |
| e2558a9 | Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, benevolence, were all my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business! | Charles Dickens | ||
| 91c0329 | I don't even want you to nod, that's how much you annoy me. Just freeze and shut up. | Neal Stephenson | ||
| ddf4304 | The world's a puzzle; no need to make sense out of it." - Socrates" | world philosophy puzzle | Dan Millman | |
| f654c06 | Most of life is so dull it is not worth discussing, and it is dull at all ages. When we change our brand of cigarette, move to a new neighborhood, subscribe to a different newspaper, fall in and out of love, we are protesting in ways both frivolous and deep against the not to be diluted dullness of day-to-day living. | Truman Capote | ||
| b7f0f5d | You are a man of extreme passion, a hungry man not quite sure where his appetite lies, a deeply frustrated man striving to project his individuality against a backdrop of rigid conformity. You exist in a half-world suspended between two superstructures, one self-expression and the other self-destruction. You are strong, but there is a flaw in your strength, and unless you learn to control it the flaw will prove stronger than your strength a.. | Truman Capote | ||
| 5e53f1d | She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his thin, dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes--she was conscious that even these trivial things were inwoven with her deepest life. | Edith Wharton | ||
| 554d468 | A man inherited a field in which was an accumulation of old stone, part of an older hall. Of the old stone some had already been used in building the house in which he actually lived, not far from the old house of his fathers. Of the rest he took some and built a tower. But his friends coming perceived at once (without troubling to climb the steps) that these stones had formerly belonged to a more ancient building. So they pushed the tower .. | literature criticism fantasy beowulf critics | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| e720716 | We all long for Eden, and we are constantly glimpsing it: our whole nature at its best and least corrupted, its gentlest and most human, is still soaked with the sense of exile. | god redemption | J.R.R. Tolkien |