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390dd81 It really is true. It took this awful situation for us to realize it. Nick and I fit together. I am a little too much, and he is a little too little. I am a thornbush, bristling from the overattention of my parents, and he is a man of a million little fatherly stab wounds, and my thorns fit perfectly into them. Gillian Flynn
e395937 Life, too, is senseless unless you know who you are, what you want, and which way the wind blows. Ellen Raskin
e83e15c But believe me, just because the human mind can't imagine something happening...doesn't mean it won't. inferno Dan Brown
c9be580 Buddha had said: "Each of us is a God. Each of us knows all. We need only open our minds to hear our own wisdom." Dan Brown
cf71cad When I knew I couldn't suffer another moment of pain, and tears fell on my bloody bindings, my mother spoke softly into my ear, encouraging me to go one more hour, one more day, one more week, reminding me of the rewards I would have if I carried on a little longer. In this way, she taught me how to endure -- not just the physical trials of footbinding and childbearing but the more torturous pain of the heart, mind, and soul. Lisa See
3e3004d Fear is good. Like self-doubt, fear is an indicator. Fear tells us what we have to do. Remember our rule of thumb: The more scared we are of a work or calling, the more sure we can be that we have to do it. Resistance is experienced as fear; the degree of fear equates to the strength of Resistance. Therefore the more fear we feel about a specific enterprise, the more certain we can be that that enterprise is important to us and to the gro.. fear writing writing-life Steven Pressfield
332f9af Of all creatures that can feel and think, we women are the worst treated things alive greek-tragedy patriarchal-society Euripides
9865a4b Like every other creature on the face of the earth, Godfrey was, by birthright, a stupendous badass, albeit in the somewhat narrow technical sense that he could trace his ancestry back up a long line of slightly less highly evolved stupendous badasses to that first self-replicating gizmo---which, given the number and variety of its descendants, might justifiably be described as the most stupendous badass of all time. Everyone and everything.. humor internet neal stephenson wwii Neal Stephenson
af53c98 We set out to save the Shire, Sam and it has been saved - but not for me. sacrifice success J.R.R. Tolkien
fb94a4d besides love, independence of thought is the greatest gift an adult can give a child. Bryce Courtenay
9637089 Nothing true can be said about God from a posture of defense. Marilynne Robinson
ddbe83c This is why I read novels: so I can escape my own unrelenting monologue. Carol Shields
b0bf9c5 Every moment must be first known and then savored. Anne Rice
9c9bd2d You have to learn to smile through your pain. Sometimes it's all we got. Sherrilyn Kenyon
e96d5b6 Yes, heaven forbid I not be protected from tanks. cars sarcasm Stephenie Meyer
3c6ed3f A thing can be true and still be desperate folly, Hazel. richard-adams truth watership-down Richard Adams
271f0a7 The tears that heal are also the tears that scald and scourge. Stephen King
be1def6 In real life, shouldn't a wedding be an awesome party you throw with your great pal, in the presence of a bunch of your other friends? A great day, for sure, but not the beginning and certainly not the end of your friendship with a person you can't wait to talk about gardening with the for the next forty years. Mindy Kaling
e5a4be5 Books wrote our life story, and as they accumulated on our shelves (and on our windowsills, and underneath our sofa, and on top of our refrigerator), they became chapters in it themselves. books reading stories story Anne Fadiman
fb8a68e It has long been my belief that everyone's library contains an Odd Shelf. On this shelf rests a small, mysterious corpus of volumes whose subject matter is completely unrelated to the rest of the library, yet which, upon closer inspection, reveals a good deal about its owner. library readers Anne Fadiman
ee1a298 Thing is, I don't like ties. I like to win....by big margins. Simone Elkeles
ba34c49 Something is happening. I sense a change in the wind...a mutual understanding of each other. I haven't felt this way in forever. chapter-24 perfect-chemistry Simone Elkeles
e84958f Something was badly amiss with the spiritual life of the planet...Too many demons inside people claiming to believe in God. Salman Rushdie
045b7e3 Conditioned to ecstasy, the poet is like a gorgeous unknown bird mired in the ashes of thought. If he succeeds in freeing himself, it is to make a sacrificial flight to the sun. His dreams of a regenerate world are but the reverberations of his own fevered pulse beats. He imagines the world will follow him, but in the blue he finds himself alone. Alone but surrounded by his creations; sustained, therefore, to meet the supreme sacrifice. The.. henry-miller Henry Miller
45afba0 Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance. William Shakespeare
35a1ed4 Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, Yet Grace must still look so. foul grace William Shakespeare
efefe86 How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child! William Shakespeare
a9ad6dc This warmth over the telephone. Is it possible for home to be a person and not a place? Bridgette used to be home to me. Maybe St. Clair is my new home. I mull this over as our voices grow tired and we stop talking. We just keep each other company. My breath. His breath. My breath. His breath. I could never tell him, but it's true. This is home. The two of us. Stephanie Perkins
03a1ecc He glances down and notices that I'm still wearing a certain blue something, and, this time, it's HIS index finger that wraps underneath MY rubber band. I shiver wonderfully. "I'm never taking it off." Cricket brushes the delicate skin of my wrist. "It'll fall off." "I'll ask you for another one." "I'll give you another one." He smiles and touches his nose to mine." lola rubber-bands Stephanie Perkins
cc5ecba Having shapely buttocks. Nice one, Bridge. butts Stephanie Perkins
ed57e76 Look, we're trying to explore other options to your retirement," the whitecoat said. "You might be useful to us in other ways." Because we're not that useful dead,"Nudge said thoughtfully. No," I agreed. "Well, maybe as doorstops." The whitecat made an "eew" expression. Or those things in a parking lot that show where the cars should stop," suggested Iggy. He closed his eyes and went stiff, to demonstrate what it would look like. Also an o.. James Patterson
7e89d67 Knowledge, like all things, is best in moderation," intoned the Will. "Knowing everything means you don't need to think, and that is very dangerous." knowledge think Garth Nix
ab5db4e People's souls are like gardens. You can't turn your back on someone because his garden's full of weeds. You have to give him water and lots of sunshine. Nancy Farmer
10ecbaf Before Jem looks at anyone else he looks at me, and I've tried to live so I can look squarely back at him. jem mockingbird Harper Lee
4a0e28b I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative. loneliness David Levithan
9235888 There is no reason that we should ever be ashamed of our bodies or ashamed of our love. David Levithan
225be32 Must being in love always mean being in pain? Alain de Botton
e580d46 The wisdom to quit is all we have left. Charles Bukowski
ecfdd93 and even the trees we walked under seemed less than trees and more like everything else. Charles Bukowski
b0cb5b3 I mean, say that you figure that everything is senseless, then it can't be quite senseless because you are aware that it's senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You know what I mean? Charles Bukowski
61591ab she wasn't very interesting but few people are. bukowski conversation death family humanity interesting life love people poem poetry society women Charles Bukowski
c13d7db Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable haemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed. grief-and-loss hope-and-despair David Mitchell
a9bd89d Is there worse evil than that which goes in the mask of good? good Lloyd Alexander
4d86fd7 No one ever really gets used to nightmares. Mark Z. Danielewski