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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f78a570 | Astrid's eyes widened. 'What happened?' she asked quietly. Becca arched an eyebrow. 'Suddenly you care?' 'Yeah, Becca, I do. A lot. | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| d43daca | Serafina slid the ring off her finger... "You belong to another Sera, not me," she whispered." | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| bfbd44a | I don't trust her, Becca said to herself. I don't even like her. She's difficult and rude... ... and brave, a voice inside her countered. | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| 01399b6 | Becca drifted off hoping that friendship, some of the most powerful magic there was, had cast its spell on Astrid. | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| c974a64 | Oh, Astrid... You can't sing. - Becca | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| d83e11d | Never before have six direct descendants been of the same age at the same time - just as the original six were. - Vraja | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| be26d27 | You're here with us, Astrid. We're the Six now, just like we were meant to be. And that means the world to me. - Sera | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| e705ab7 | The Six Who Ruled live inside each of you. - Vraja | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| 29e0226 | I hardly recognize you. Where's the gown and the jewellery, little sister? Where are the conch you always carried around? Where's your hair?' Desiderio asked. 'Gone, Des. It's gone. Everything's gone. Cerulea. The palace. Mum and Dad-' Her voice broke. | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| e4e8efe | When you keep a secret, the secret keeps you. - Becca | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| 45524c6 | For the first time in her life, she didn't look like royalty. She looked fierce, edgy, and troublesome. A merl not to be messed with. And she liked it. | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| f161c09 | Leaving us again?' Sera asked. Astrid snorted. 'I've been trying to leave you ever since I met. I never seem to get very far.' Sera smiled at that. | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| bad5468 | There are reasons," she said. "If you knew... if I could tell you..." Her hands, resting on top of the table, knotted into fists. Her long blond hair, pale as moonlight, swirled around her shoulders. Her ice-blue eyes sought Serafina's. In them, Serafina could see a yearning to talk, to share what was troubling her." | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| 28e2783 | This word, the people in it- my mother, Tantine- they sort us. Put us in crates. are an egg. are a potato. are a cabbage. They tell us who we are. What we will do. What we will be." "Because they're afraid. Afraid of what we be." Tavi said. "But we let them do it!" Hugo said angrily. "Why?" "Tavi gave him a rueful smile. "Because we're afraid of what we could be, too." | Jennifer Donnelly | ||
| 3f0355d | Proud Nimrod first the bloody chase began A mighty hunter, and his prey was man. | Alexander Pope | ||
| 4631350 | Ignobly vain, and impotently great. | Alexander Pope | ||
| 2cf18d8 | All your dreams are made of strawberry lemonade / And you make sure I eat today" | Noel Gallagher | ||
| b1a5dd3 | The theory ... noncommutative geometry ... rests on two essential points: | Noncommutative geometry | ||
| c79e720 | Give a man a few lines of verse and he thinks he's the Lord of all Creation | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 7e0bb02 | Nothing is capable to being well set to music that is not nonsense. | Nonsense | ||
| c8b8474 | Nonsense, n. The objections that are urged against this excellent dictionary. | Nonsense | ||
| 4b03ac5 | prosaic, pedestrian example, but everything | Daniel C. Dennett | ||
| 46dcdd4 | There were so many things Rosanna could have been besides a farm wife, she thought. But it was not a source of regret--it was a source of pride. | Jane Smiley | ||
| edec371 | He had accepted that if you were a bookish person the events in your life took place in your head. | Jane Smiley | ||
| 7190246 | She could not imagine what she could do to reconstruct all the things she enjoyed, and she could hardly remember what it was that she had enjoyed. | Jane Smiley | ||
| 370f927 | Call me Ram. It's what my friends all call me." "In that case, I'm Tashi." She paused. "But that's not what my friends call me back home." "What do they call you?" "The Princess Taoshira, Fourth Crown Princess of the Blue Crescent Islands and dependent territories. We're very formal, you know." Ramil smiled. "I've noticed. And I also think, Princess Taoshira of the rest of it, that you are making a joke." Tashi nodded, her face wrinkling in.. | Julia Golding | ||
| 2a83cfb | Ram, can't you see it doesn't matter anymore what I do, but you, you're still needed at home. You go. If my people are still there, tell them the truth. Let them rejoice that Fergox took me away before I could do any more damage to my country." "No, I refuse that mission, Princess. See, you are still ordering me around like a ruler--it's in you, it's what you are meant to be, no matter what others are telling you. I've given my word that I'.. | Julia Golding | ||
| 989997a | What do you want to know, my pretty?" Gordoc asked, his expression one of puzzlement. "Do you want me to scare Merl off--thump him for you? Just tell him your Uncle Gordoc will have words with him if he offends you." "No, no, I don't mean that." Tashi smiled. "He's not insulted me--at least, not by Eastern standards, I suppose." She wrinkled her nose. "What's he done?" growled Ramil. "Well, first there's the gifts--flowers and jewelry, main.. | Julia Golding | ||
| f7cd790 | The sun is on its descent as I watch it, its lustrous red-gold colors making the blue water beneath it look as if it is on fire. The sound of Rachmaninov's Piano Concerto No. 3 drifts across the terrace, reaching a zenith as the sun plunges gracefully into the sea. This is my favorite moment of the day here, when nature itself seems to be still, watching the spectacle of the King of the Day, the force it relies upon to grow and flourish, ma.. | piano sunset | Lucinda Riley | |
| 7498489 | perch on the wall | Julia Golding | ||
| 512d756 | cases and stretched | Julia Golding | ||
| ef69ea6 | I take it, Professor, this is not only a social visit?" he asked, his voice almost normal. "No, of course not. I've come to ask why on earth you haven't called on me before now?" Ramil took a step back. "Er . . . well, we've been a bit busy, Professor." "I can see that for myself. I had a terrible job getting here: they've ringed you off with troops five men deep. I had to crawl through the tunnels and some of them are in a disgusting state.. | Julia Golding | ||
| 88abafe | Where did you say you were from, girl?" Uniloma asked gruffly one morning. The vessel was far out to sea, giving a wide berth to the coastline of western Holt and any bold pirate vessel. "From Kai." "And your name?" "Taoshira." Tashi did not risk giving her title again but neither was she going to lie. Uniloma clucked in irritation. "My family and friends call me Tashi." "I'll call you Tashi then. I'm not using a princess's name for you." T.. | Julia Golding | ||
| 5fbc80f | Tashi, look at me." "I am." "But I can't see you through that veil." "Then you'll just have to trust me." Ramil smiled. "I wanted to give you the flower just as a boy would give a girl a present--not because you are a princess, or an ally, or for any of those reasons. It came with no conditions, no schemes, except perhaps the hope that you might like me just a little better." "Then I accept it and thank you." Tashi felt a burst of happiness.. | Julia Golding | ||
| 73e9125 | He looked for his tankard, then remembered he'd thrown it away. "Marl! Bring me more beer!" The serving man appeared in the doorway, fumbling with his apron. "I'm sorry, Your Highness, but His Majesty says you're to be sober for this evening. He asks your lordships to take the Prince to the royal baths and scrub some sense into him." Yendral stood up. "Consider it done. Come on, let's get this pitiful prince of ours fit for his princess." ".. | Julia Golding | ||
| 5a2b73f | I still couldn't believe how creative Annie was in coming up with the different flavors and embellishments for each cupcake; the finished products looked like huge jewels that sparkled appealingly in the counter display and on the black lacquer trays passed by the waitstaff. Annie had had her nose to the grindstone for days, as focused as I'd ever seen her, dicing apples and pears until they looked like nuggets of gold- as well they should,.. | baking cupcakery cupcakes fruit ingredients julia-st-clair treat | Meg Donohue | |
| 2a3678a | Now lap-dogs give themselves the rousing shake, And sleepless lovers, just at twelve, awake. | Alexander Pope | ||
| ed74525 | Melletin jumped up on a barrel beside Ramil. "Brigardians, are you with the Dark Prince?" "Aye!" shouted his countrymen. "What about you other men?" Ramil asked, looking across the crowd of faces drawn from all parts of the Empire. The slave who had challenged him took one look at Yelena, then raised his hand. "I'm in. It seems you might know what you're doing after all." Ramil grinned. "I can't promise that--but I can promise that I'll buy.. | Julia Golding | ||
| a7422a4 | Arran | Julia Golding | ||
| f19f6e7 | Julia and Sallie and I all had new dresses. Do you want to hear about them? Julia's was cream satin and gold embroidery and she wore purple orchids. It was a DREAM and came from Paris, and cost a million dollars. Sallie's | Jean Webster | ||
| 2ce9d0a | How about," Jane suggested, "some dumb question as to what a refinery does?" "Good idea," fired back Col. "What does a refinery do?" Connie asked. Anneena and Col groaned." | Julia Golding | ||
| 7bc44b3 | As we made our halting, laborious way forward, away from the flying smuts of the smoke stack, we were alternately jostled together, then strained, nearly sundered, arms and fingers interlocked as I held the rail and Julia clung to me, thrust together again, drawn apart; then, in a plunge deeper than the rest, I found myself flung across her, pressing her against the rail, warding myself off her with the arms that held her prisoner on either.. | Evelyn Waugh | ||
| 995796d | The Fourth Crown Princess of the blue Cresent Islands had sixteen rituals to observe from the moment of waking to when she broke her fast. | fantasy julia-golding ram romance tashi ya-novel | Julia Golding | |
| a464da5 | all variants of voluntary effort--cognitive, emotional, or physical--draw at least partly on a shared pool of mental energy. | Daniel Kahneman |