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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| df69e63 | there never is a happy ending because nothing ever ends. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| 25f5e0c | I watched his fingers clench and unclench, and I wondered if he was dreaming that they were wrapped around my neck. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| b8d2597 | She smiled. "Life is full of stories. Or maybe life is only stories. Good night, my dear Nao." | Ruth Ozeki | ||
| af5cced | I didn't need to understand the hypostatic unity of the Trinity; I just needed to turn my life over to whoever came up with redwood trees. | nature christianity god trinity | Anne Lamott | |
| 5e16132 | I feel as if I am an ad for the sale of a haunted house: 18 rooms $37,000 | Richard Brautigan | ||
| bee2c8c | But she never looked back with regret. There were so many ways for things to get better. -Jing-mei | Amy Tan | ||
| 9c53278 | I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes--and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle's. | love sweet uncle | William Shakespeare | |
| 8a8ec74 | I must be gone and live, or stay and die. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 182fea5 | I would not wish any companion in the world but you. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 3d6cf86 | Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. | William Shakespeare | ||
| e59c513 | Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 106a7a9 | Maybe it's information the whitecoats never wanted anyone to figure out.' Fang said in the hollow -y voice he used sometimes when things got unusually weird- as opposed to regular weird. | James Patterson | ||
| 9682ab8 | Kaitlyn is that kind of girl that might be too interesting, might tempt you to get involved... A girl who challenged him, who could be my equal... Her mind was a place of blue pools and blazing meteors... She stood slim and proud as some medival witch princess against dawn." -Gabriel" -- | the-passion | L.J. Smith | |
| 00010ee | I love you," he whispered. "I hope you don't mind." | sabriel garth-nix | Garth Nix | |
| 9753d5b | We were king's men, knights, and heroes . . . but some knights are dark and full of terror, my lady. War makes monsters of us all." "Are you saying you are monsters?" "I am saying we are human. You are not the only one with wounds, Lady Brienne" -- | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 4ce2c31 | A trickle of blood came out under the door, crossed the living room, went out into the street, continued on in a straight line across the uneven terraces, went down steps and climbed over curbs, passed along the Street of the Turks, turned a corner to the right and another to the left, made a right angle at the Buendia house, went in under the closed door, crossed through the parlor, hugging the walls so as not to stain the rugs, went on to.. | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| 38d099c | Just as real events are forgotten, some that never were can be in our memories as if they happened. | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| 309298b | Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn't come from a store. | Dr. Seuss | ||
| 71841fa | Buckley followed the three of them into the kitchen and asked, as he had at least once a day, "Where's Susie?" They were silent. Samuel looked at Lindsey. "Buckley," my father called from the adjoining room, "come play Monopoly with me." My brother had never been invited to play Monopoly. Everyone said he was too young, but this was the magic of Christmas. He rushed into the family room, and my father picked him up and sat him on his lap. ".. | Alice Sebold | ||
| e6eed22 | You want to know how to paint a perfect painting? It's easy. Make yourself perfect and then just paint naturally. | Robert M. Pirsig | ||
| 24bbbb2 | He, too, stood looking at her for a moment--and it seemed to her that it was not a look of greeting after an absence, but the look of someone who had thought of her every day of that year. She could not be certain, it was only an instant, so brief that just as she caught it, he was turning... | seeing love | Ayn Rand | |
| 4a82a11 | the most dangerous enemy is that which no one fears! | Dan Brown | ||
| df4d5f8 | Gentlemen, be courteous to the old maids, no matter how poor and plain and prim, for the only chivalry worth having is that which is the readiest to to pay deference to the old, protect the feeble, and serve womankind, regardless of rank, age, or color. | women gentlemen | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 6ecbeb9 | There were two classes of charitable people: one, the people who did a little and made a great deal of noise; the other, the people who did a great deal and made no noise at all. | Charles Dickens | ||
| 47adcf4 | The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 4232bd2 | My friend, you had horses, and deed of arms, and the free fields; but she, being born in the body of a maid, had a spirit and courage at least the match of yours. Yet she was doomed to wait upon an old man, whom she loved as a father, and watch him falling into a mean dishonoured dotage; and her part seemed to her more ignoble than that of the staff he leaned on. -Gandalf to Eomer, of Eowyn | girl-power Éowyn eomer gandalf | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 6292ac8 | No taste of food, no feel of water, no sound of wind, no memory of tree or grass or flower, no image of moon or star are left to me. I am naked in the dark, Sam, and there is no veil between me and the wheel of fire. I begin to see it even with my waking eyes, and all else fades. | tolkien middle-earth lord-of-the-rings | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 9e7f082 | To enjoy bodily warmth, some small part of you must be cold, for there is no quality in this world that is not what it is merely by contrast. Nothing exists in itself. If you flatter yourself that you are all over comfortable, and have been so a long time, then you cannot be said to be comfortable any more. For this reason a sleeping apartment should never be furnished with a fire, which is one of the luxurious discomforts of the rich. For .. | Herman Melville | ||
| e033a58 | You can't be neutral on a moving train. | history neutrality indifference passivity justice | Howard Zinn | |
| 2970e94 | It was a dark and stormy night. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| b048957 | You mean you're comparing our lives to a sonnet? A strict form, but freedom within it? Yes. Mrs. Whatsit said. You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 3560c63 | i want to give up my bearings, slip out of who i am, shed everything, the way a snake discards old skin. | sadness giving-up | Khaled Hosseini | |
| c999d52 | After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven? | heaven love hell | E.M. Forster | |
| 26b0cc4 | It is pointless to say that this or that night was the worst of my life. I have so many bad nights to choose from that I've made none the champion. | Yann Martel | ||
| 5f8898a | No," said Hermione shortly. "Have either of you seen my copy of ?" "Oh, yeah, I borrowed it for a bit of bedtime reading," said Ron, but very quietly." | humor out-of-character quips hermione-granger ron-weasley | J.K. Rowling | |
| 66cce1c | Aunt Petunia burst into tears. Hestia Jones gave her an approving look that changed to outrage as Aunt Petunia ran forward and embraced Dudley rather than Harry. 'S-so sweet, Dudders...' she sobbed into his massive chest. 'S-such a lovely b-boy...s-saying thank you...' 'But he hadn't said thank you at all!' said Hestia indignantly. 'He only said he didn't think Harry was a waste of space!' 'Yeah, but coming from Dudley that's like "I love y.. | harry-potter dudley forgivingness thank-you moving forgive | J.K. Rowling | |
| 088930f | It seemed impossible that there could be people in the world who still desired food, who laughed, who neither knew nor cared that Sirius Black was gone forever. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| fc19a8a | Harry picked it up and stared at it, his heart twanging like a giant elastic band. No one, ever, in his whole life, had written to him. Who would? He had no friends, no other relatives -- he didn't belong to the library, so he'd never even got rude notes asking for books back. Yet here it was, a letter, addressed so plainly there could be no mistake: | letters | J.K. Rowling | |
| a2ac997 | You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry, Set Gryffindors apart; You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal, Those patient Hufflepuffs are true, And unafraid of toil; Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, If you've a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind; Or perhaps in Slytherin, You'll make your real friends, These cunning folks use any .. | hufflepuff hogwarts ravenclaw slytherin | J.K. Rowling | |
| 478ae77 | I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all. | Libba Bray | ||
| f708440 | I had thought Felicity dangerous a moment ago, when she felt powerful. I was wrong. Wounded and powerless, she is more dangerous than I could imagine. | Libba Bray | ||
| 6584265 | A minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 206eda9 | It is not true that the English invented cricket as a way of making all other human endeavors look interesting and lively; that was merely an unintended side effect. ...It is the only sport that incorporates meal breaks. It is the only sport that shares its name with an insect. It is the only sport in which spectators burn as many calories as the players-more if they are moderately restless. | Bill Bryson | ||
| 51dc181 | Words bend our thinking to infinite paths of self-delusion, and the fact that we spend most of our mental lives in brain mansions built of words means that we lack the objectivity necessary to see the terrible distortion of reality which language brings. | Dan Simmons |