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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c8bc2cd | Cupid said, smashing another skeleton to pieces. "Nico," Jason managed to say, "it's okay. I get it." Nico glanced over, pain and misery washing across his face. "No you don't," he said. "There's no way you can understand." Cupid chided. " | eros heroes-of-olympus house-of-hades jason-grace love nico-di-angelo percy-jackson rick-riordan | Rick Riordan | |
| f11471c | He [Nico] regarded Jason, as if waiting for an attack. 'If the others found out-' 'If the others found out,' Jason said, 'You'd have that many more people to back you up, and to unleash the fury of the gods on anybody who gives you trouble. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 355a4e5 | Destroy them later?" Cal offered, which was probably as close to friendly as he ever got." | Rick Riordan | ||
| a6f6913 | Look, some people prefer ," Alex said. "They're non-binary or mid-spectrum or whatever. If they want you to use , then that's what you should do. But for me, personally, I don't want to use the same pronouns all the time, because that's not me. I change a lot. That's sort of the point. When I'm she, I'm . When I'm he, I'm . I'm not . Get it?" "If I say no, will you hurt me?" "No." "Then no, not really." She shrugged. "You don't have to.. | magnus-chase | Rick Riordan | |
| fe20b08 | You are like nobody since I love you" -Pablo Neruda This art of love discloses the special and sacred identity of the other person. Love is the only light that can truly read the secret signature of the other person's individuality and soul. Love alone is literate in the world of origin; it can decipher identity and destiny" | John O'Donohue | ||
| 7dd29fd | When she listened to songs that she loved on the radio, something stirred inside her. A liquid ache spread under her skin, and she walked out of the world like a witch. | beautiful inspirational music witch | Arundhati Roy | |
| 05ff5ac | I think it's very pretty. Can it be pretty if no one thinks it's pretty? I think it's pretty. If you're the only one? That's pretty pretty. And what about the boys? Don't you want them to think you're pretty? I wouldn't want a boy to think I was pretty unless he was the kind of boy who thought I was pretty. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e51b980 | When I heard your organization was recording testimonies, I knew I had to come. She died in my arms, saying 'I don't want to die.' That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore. | war | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| f9e4ec0 | She was extending a hand that I didn't know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence, she said, "You don't want to talk to me, do you?" I took my daybook out of my knapsack and found the next blank page, the second to last. "I don't speak," I wrote. "I'm sorry." She looked at the piece of paper, then at me, then back at the piece of paper, she covered her eyes with her hands and cried, tears seeped between her fingers, she cried .. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| d763977 | And now she was back in the world, not one she could make, but the one that had made her, and she felt herself shrinking under the early evening sky. She was weary of being outdoors, but she was not ready to go in. Was that really all there was in life, indoors or out? Wasn't there somewhere else for people to go? | Ian McEwan | ||
| 676317f | That love which does not build a foundation on good sense is doomed. | Ian McEwan | ||
| 8483c3d | Children, Never look Back!" and this meant that we must never allow the future to be weighed down by memory . for children have no past, and that is the whole secret of the magical innocence of their smiles." | Milan Kundera | ||
| 1ce0fdb | You know what girls are like. They turn twenty or twenty-one and all of a sudden they start having these concrete ideas. They get super realistic. And when that happens, everything that seemed so sweet and lovable about them begins to look ordinary and depressing. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 1682b8c | The human heart is like a night bird. Silently waiting for something, and when the time comes, it flies straight toward it. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 62c1143 | Yesterday's gone on down the river and you can't get it back. | Larry McMurtry | ||
| 46337b2 | Miracles, contrary to popular belief, do not just happen. A miracle is the achievement of the impossible, and it is only when we put aside out greed, anger, pride and prejudice so that our minds are open and ready to accept it, that a miracle can occur. | Julie Andrews Edwards | ||
| 30794bb | Have you noticed how nobody ever looks up? Nobody looks at chimneys, or trees against the sky, or the tops of buildings. Everybody just looks down at the pavement or their shoes. The whole world could pass them by and most people wouldn't notice. | happiness inspirational observation optimism umbrellas | Julie Andrews Edwards | |
| fbe84ed | A lie took two parties - the weaver of the tale and the sucker who so badly wanted to believe it. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| dea3a17 | You are only as invincible as your smallest weakness, and those are tiny indeed - the length of a sleeping baby's eyelash, the span of a child's hand. Life turns on a dime, and - it turns out - so does one's conscience. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 3ad58b4 | You signed no contract to become a parent, but the responsibilities were written in invisible ink. There was a point when you had to support your child, even if no one else would. It was your job to rebuild the bridge, even if your child was the one who burned it in the first place. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| dad2937 | The person may have a scar, but it also means they have a story | Jodi Picoult | ||
| d244e6f | I personally subscribe to the belief that normal is just a setting on the dryer. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| c706da7 | Aye, I believe ye, Sassenach. But it would ha' been a good deal easier if you'd only been a witch. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9514a4b | I gave you justice, it said, as I was taught it. And I gave you mercy , too, so far as I could. While I could not spare you pain and humiliation, I make you a gift of my own pains and humiliations, that yours might be easier to bear. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| c399272 | Wouldn't he know without being asked?' said Polly. 'I've no doubt he would,' said the Horse (still with his mouth full). 'But I've a sort of an idea he likes to be asked. | C.S. Lewis | ||
| 94728fc | On rainy afternoons, embroidering with a group of friends on the begonia porch, she would lose the thread of the conversation and a tear of nostalgia would salt her palate when she saw the strips of damp earth and the piles of mud that the earthworms had pushed up in the garden. Those secret tastes, defeated in the past by oranges and rhubarb, broke out into an irrepressible urge when she began to weep. She went back to eating earth. The fi.. | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| 50b0930 | I'm sorry to say so but, sadly, it's true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you. | Dr. Seuss | ||
| 4456590 | and when you meet someone and fall in love, and they fall in love with you, you ask them "Will you take my heart-- stains and all?" and they say "I will," and they ask you the same question and you say, "I will," too." | Douglas Coupland | ||
| b85ace7 | Noooo, there's no way I, a mere handsome and sexy shopkeeper, could possibly have bankai!" -- Urahara Kisuke" | Tite Kubo | ||
| d0bac15 | There is power and there is power, my dear. My power can be vast, in the right places. | Tamora Pierce | ||
| a669134 | The search for Nirvana, like the search for Utopia or the end of history or the classless society, is ultimately a futile and dangerous one. It involves, if it does not necessitate, the sleep of reason. There is no escape from anxiety and struggle. | class irrationality nirvana reason society struggle utopia | Christopher Hitchens | |
| 55acf82 | Her affection for him was now the breath and life of Tess's being; it enveloped her as a photosphere, irradiated her into forgetfulness of her past sorrows, keeping back the gloomy spectres that would persist in their attempts to touch her--doubt, fear, moodiness, care, shame. She knew that they were waiting like wolves just outside the circumscribing light, but she had long spells of power to keep them in hungry subjection there. | Thomas Hardy | ||
| 2850d94 | You see, evil always contains the seeds of its own destruction. It is ultimately negative, and therefore encompasses its downfall even at its moments of apparent triumph. No matter how grandiose, how well-planned, how apparently foolproof of an evil plan, the inherent sinfulness will by definition rebound upon its instigators. No matter how apparently successful it may seem upon the way, at the end it will wreck itself. It will founder upon.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| fbaf88d | He..." Richard began. "The marquis. Well, you know, to be honest, he seems a little bit dodgy to me." Door stopped. The steps dead-ended in a rough brick wall. "Mm," she agreed. "He's a little bit dodgy in the same way that rats are a little bit covered in fur." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| cbc8b09 | I sat in the dark and thought: There's no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones. | ending endless | Neil Gaiman | |
| eddb843 | Can't say I've ever been too fond of beginnings, myself. Messy little things. Give me a good ending anytime. You know where you are with an ending. | fiction | Neil Gaiman | |
| c4daf26 | Life is short And pleasures few And holed the ship And drowned the crew But o! But o! | Clive Barker | ||
| 113264e | There are horrors beyond life's edge that we do not suspect, and once in a while man's evil prying calls them just within our range. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 46ee28a | If one plays good music, people don't listen, and if one plays bad music people don't talk. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| fd0db86 | Honestly I don't know why i have these parties" "Because of your cat" "That's true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort" | city-of-bones humourous magnus-bane | Cassandra Clare | |
| 209d6ef | Mark, looking beatific, took the dispenser of maple syrup off the table and upended it over his strawberries. He picked one up and put it in his mouth, stem and all. Julian stared at him. "What?" Mark said. "This is a perfectly normal thing to eat." "Sure it is," said Julian. "If you're a hummingbird." | mark-blackthorn | Cassandra Clare | |
| 09828f4 | This cat is looking at me with judgment.""He's not," said Jules. "That's just his face.""You look at me the same way," Mark said, glancing at Julian. "Judgy face." | church-the-cat emma-carstairs funny james-carstairs jem-carstairs jemma judgment jules-blackthorn julian-blackthorn lady-midnight mark-blackthorn tda the-dark-artifices | Cassandra Clare | |
| 36d3046 | Were you thinking about eating me? | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 7511044 | There was something peculiarly gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out. Of course, the aftermath was less pleasant. Once you'd told everyone you hated them and not to come after you, where exactly did you go? | rage venting | Cassandra Clare |