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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 25065b6 | Fortunate are those who take the first steps. | success risks | Paulo Coelho | |
| abda502 | And the best way to know who we are is often to find out how others see us. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 1193bad | When the weather's nice, my parents go out quite frequently and stick a bunch of flowers on old Allie's grave. I went with them a couple of times, but I cut it out. In the first place, I don't enjoy seeing him in that crazy cemetery. Surrounded by dead guys and tombstones and all. It wasn't too bad when the sun was out, but twice--twice--we were there when it started to rain. It was awful. It rained on his lousy tombstone, and it rained on .. | holden | J.D. Salinger | |
| 6966e76 | When I really worry about something, I don't just fool around. I even have to go to the bathroom when I worry about something. Only, I don't go. I'm too worried to go. I don't want to interrupt my worrying to go. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 38496f3 | I don't care if it's a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I'm leaving it. If you don't, you feel even worse. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 1a13190 | No one will ever know anyone. We just have to deal with each other. You're not ever gonna know me. | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| 55f0e25 | You learn to move on without the people you love. | people move-on | Bret Easton Ellis | |
| 333993f | When you throw a rock into the water, it will speed on the fastest course to the bottom of the water. This is how it is when Siddhartha has a goal, a resolution. Siddhartha does nothing, he waits, he thinks, he fasts, but he passes through the things of the world like a rock through water, without doing anything, without stirring; he is drawn, he lets himself fall. His goal attracts him, because he doesn't let anything enter his soul which .. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 2d06e61 | Azriel would likely love Mor until he was a whisper of darkness between the stars. | love pg487 mor feyre | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 73f4733 | Dorian,' Aelin said, pain lancing down her spine as burnout neared. He turned his head, an eye still on the wall of flickering flames. Such pain, and grief, and rage in those eyes. Yet, somehow, beneath it all - a spark of spirit. Of hope. Aelin extended her hand - a question and an offer and a promise. 'To a better future,' she said. 'You came back,' he said, as if that were an answer. They joined hands. So the world ended. And the next on.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f2a38c9 | Sam," she said. "I'm trying!" "Sam," she repeated. "No," he spat, hearing her tone. "No!" He began screaming for help then. Celaena pressed her face to one of the holes in the grate. Help wasn't going to come-not fast enough. "Please," Sam begged as he beat and yanked on the grate, he tried to wedge another dagger under the lid. "Please don't." She knew he wasn't speaking to her. The water hit her neck. "Please," Sam moaned, his fingers now.. | friendship love celaena-sadothien sam-cortland heartbreaking sad | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 7878055 | There are many types of strength beyond the ability to wield a blade and end lives. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 457b97b | I hadn't realized I was a villain in your narrative, | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 32fdde9 | I wish you would thrash him. He deserves it." She looked back at him. "I will one day, sir. I'm getting tired of falling down." | humor justice | Tamora Pierce | |
| 1728566 | Goodwin scowled at her cup. "With all due respect, my lord, I hate it when you make sense." | Tamora Pierce | ||
| 09fc36d | One day I'll work out what it is you are saying, my lad, and then you'll be in trouble. | sarcasm | Terry Pratchett | |
| d501bd4 | Words are the litmus paper of the mind. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 17222e7 | Death was standing behind a lectern, poring over a map. He looked at Mort as if he wasn't entirely there. YOU HAVEn'T HEARD Og' THE BAY Og' MAnTE, HAVE YOU? he said. "No, sir," said Mort. FAMOUs sHIPWRECK THERE. "Was there?" THERE WILL BE, said Death, Ig' I CAn g'InD THE DAMn PLACE." | humor | Terry Pratchett | |
| a8b0a2c | If a man truly loves,....He does not consider the obstacles, the restrictions, the reasons why his choice may be flawed or impratical. He gives no heed to what others may think. His heart has no room for that, for it is filled to the brim with the unutterable truth of his feelings. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| c593e81 | What condemnation could possibly be more harsh than one's own, when self-pretense is no longer possible? | Richard Matheson | ||
| 633f9f6 | There are words and words and none mean anything. And then one sentence means everything. | words literature reading | Richard Flanagan | |
| a7fb570 | Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and buttontops, bags and bones, ash and rind and dandruff and nailparings, saliva and snowflakes and moulted feathers of dreams, the wrecks and sprats and shells and fishbones, whale-juice and moonshine and small salt fry dished up by the hidden sea. | Dylan Thomas | ||
| b4268bf | Hey, you've still got your endangered hymen. Which means you'll make it to closing credits - I'm s.o.l. | poison-princess kresley-cole | Kresley Cole | |
| 8d842a6 | Matthew, exactly how psychic are you? So psychic that other psychics should be called Mattics. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 069b9cd | The scariest, most terrifying thing that I fear?" Yes." My Imagination." I thought you were going to say "Fear, itself." Then you have a small imagination." Roland and Eddie" | gunslinger roland the-dark-tower | Stephen King | |
| ede9298 | Humans were built to look back; that's why we have that swivel joint in our necks | Stephen King | ||
| eca8f15 | A thing there was that mattered; a thing, wreathed about with chatter, defaced, obscured in her own life, let drop every day in corruption, lies, chatter. This he had preserved. Death was defiance. Death was an attempt to communicate; people feeling the impossibility of reaching the centre which, mystically, evaded them; closeness drew apart; rapture faded, one was alone. There was an embrace in death. | suicide preservation | Virginia Woolf | |
| 0867a6c | First a warning, musical; then the hour, irrevocable. The leaden circles dissolved in the air. | time | Virginia Woolf | |
| 4f588e9 | I do my best to please everybody, far more than they'd ever guess. I try to laugh it all off, because I don't want to let them see my trouble. | Anne Frank | ||
| 79c9e23 | We are all farsighted, we give importance to those things that are far from us, while neglecting the things that are close to us... only to realize their value later when they are out-of-reach again... | nana | Ai Yazawa | |
| 5a83ed4 | Edward lives as if there is no tomorrow, Richard as if he wants no tomorrow, and George as though someone should give it to him for free. | Philippa Gregory | ||
| 792db1d | We tilt our heads back and open wide. The snow drifts into our zombie mouths crawling with grease and curses and tobacco flakes and cavities and boyfriend/girlfriend juice, the stain of lies. For one moment we are not failed tests and broken condoms and cheating on essays; we are crayons and lunch boxes and swinging so high our sneakers punch holes in the clouds. For one breath everything feels better. Then it melts. The bus drivers rev the.. | truth | Laurie Halse Anderson | |
| 3b56489 | You wish to be liked. I wish simply to be. One day you will know what that means, perhaps. And you will smile. Not against me. But with me. | John Fowles | ||
| dc295a5 | Behold your new mistress, my wife," he pronounced, "and know that when she bids you, I have bidden you. What service you render her, you are rendering me. What loyalty you give or withhold from her, you give or withhold from me!" -Royce Westmoreland" | render mistress loyalty | Judith McNaught | |
| 4421a68 | A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten on the influx of better thoughts. We should be blessed if we lived in the present always, and took advantage of every accident that befell us. | Henry David Thoreau | ||
| fbb76c4 | And remember, also," added the Princess of Sweet Rhyme, "that many places you would like to see are just off the map and many things you want to know are just out of sight or a little beyond your reach. But someday you'll reach them all, for what you learn today, for no reason at all, will help you discover all the wonderful secrets of tomorrow." | Norton Juster | ||
| db95b07 | I knew it was beautiful, but knowing something is beautiful and caring about it are two very different things, and I didn't care. | sarcasm | Maureen Johnson | |
| 72177c3 | And it's amazing how much noise people ignoring each other can make. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| b9d2a97 | Oh, Brother. No matter your wreckage. There will be someone to find you beautiful, despite the cruddy metal. Your ruin is not to be hidden behind paint and canvas. Let them see the cracks. | Sarah Kay | ||
| acfa468 | Remember teamwork begins by building trust. And the only way to do that is to overcome our need for invulnerability. | leadership trust teamwork | Patrick Lencioni | |
| f6def22 | You want to play video games twenty-four hours a day?" "Or watch. I just want to not be me. Whether it's sleeping or playing video games or riding my bike or studying. Giving my brain up. That's what's important." | Ned Vizzini | ||
| 23f429c | I look at the Augusteum,and I think that perhaps my life has not actually been so chaotic, after all. It is merely this world that is chaotic, bringing changes to us all that nobody could have anticipated. The Augusteum warns me to not to get attached to any obsolete ideas about who I am, what I represent, whom I belong to, or what function I may once have intended to serve. Yesterday I might have been a glorious monument to somebody, true .. | life eat-pray-love elizabeth-gilbert | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| 99c58d9 | Even if one is neither vain nor self-obsessed, it is so extraordinary to be oneself - exactly oneself and no one else - and so unique, that it seems natural that one should also be unique for someone else. | Simone de Beauvoir | ||
| b286b07 | Stories are webs, interconnected strand to strand, and you follow each story to the center, because the center is the end. Each person is a strand of the story. | Neil Gaiman |