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Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
5e2a7a2 | You're wrong. The mind is not like raindrops. It does not fall from the skies, it does not lose itself among other things. If you believe in me at all, then believe this: I promise you I will find it. Everything depends on this." "I believe you," she whispers after a moment. "Please find my mind." | mind love | Haruki Murakami | |
b514a66 | For example, the wind has its reasons. We just don't notice as we go about our lives. But then, at some point, we are made to notice. The wind envelops you with a certain purpose in mind, and it rocks you. The wind knows everything that's inside you. And not just the wind. Everything, including a stone. They all know us very well. From top to bottom. It only occurs to us at certain times. And all we can do is go with those things. As we tak.. | wind | Haruki Murakami | |
7b2cf2d | The right words always seemed to come too late. | Haruki Murakami | ||
c5142ed | Once thing goes wrong, then the whole house of cards collapses. And there's no way you can extricate yourself. Until someone comes along to drag you out. | Haruki Murakami | ||
645fff0 | There was just one moon. That familiar, yellow, solitary moon. The same moon that silently floated over fields of pampas grass, the moon that rose--a gleaming, round saucer--over the calm surface of lakes, that tranquilly beamed down on the rooftops of fast-asleep houses. The same moon that brought the high tide to shore, that softly shone on the fur of animals and enveloped and protected travelers at night. The moon that, as a crescent, sh.. | Haruki Murakami | ||
cc0f770 | Sighs and silences and avoided conversations are just as important as the things you do talk about. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
c95a152 | To be truly popular, it has to look like something you are, when in reality, it's what you make yourself. | Jodi Picoult | ||
5919d30 | Once upon a time there were two sisters. One of them was really, really strong, and one of them wasn't.' You looked at me. 'Your turn.' I rolled my eyes. 'The strong sister went outside into the rain and realized the reason she was strong was because she was made out of iron, but it was raining and she rusted. The end.' No, because the sister who wasn't strong went outside into the rain when it was raining, and hugged her really tight until.. | the-role-model-big-sister | Jodi Picoult | |
092e315 | It doesn't matter what it is that leaves a hole inside you. It just matters that it's there. | Jodi Picoult | ||
bb0de6f | That's the strange thing about being a mother: until you have a baby, you don't even realize how much you were missing one | Jodi Picoult | ||
1df75cf | What you didn't tell someone was just as debilitating as what you did. | honesty secrets | Jodi Picoult | |
f07daad | Look back, hold a torch to light the recesses of the dark. Listen to the footsteps that echo behind, when you walk alone. All the time the ghosts flit past and through us, hiding in the future. We look in the mirror and see the shades of other faces looking back through the years; we see the shape of memory, standing solid in an empty doorway. By blood and by choice, we make our ghosts; we haunt ourselves. Each ghost comes unbidden from the.. | outlander | Diana Gabaldon | |
f512da3 | The reason you will not say it is, when you say it, even to yourself, you will know it is true. | William Faulkner | ||
d2961c2 | The real test of being in the presence of God is, that you either forget about yourself altogether or see yourself as a small, dirty object. | C.S. Lewis | ||
dcacd21 | Now the whole offer which Christianity makes is this: that we can, if we let God have His way, come to share in the life of Christ. If we do, we shall then be sharing a life which was begotten, not made, which always existed and always will exist. Christ is the Son of God. If we share in this kind of life we also shall be sons of God. We shall love the Father as He does and the Holy Ghost will arise in us. He came to this world and became a.. | C.S. Lewis | ||
ee7530b | Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them at all. The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the Universe together into one garment for us. | magic bradbury fahrenheit-451 ray-bradbury | Ray Bradbury | |
cb1a692 | You said go to her, and I let pride stand in my way. You said she needed me, and I didn't believe. You said love her, and I thought it would be easy. | Francine Rivers | ||
82bfab6 | I was my own woman. The next step was to find the proper sort of man. | women-s-strength | Sylvia Plath | |
a2fdb6a | A letter doesn't communicate by words alone. A letter, just like a book, can be read by smelling it, touching it and fondling it. Thereby, intelligent folk will say, 'Go on then, read what the letter tells you!' whereas the dull-witted will say, 'Go on then, read what he's written! | Orhan Pamuk | ||
c58a2bb | There are things that happen and leave no discernible trace, are not spoken or written of, though it would be very wrong to say that subsequent events go on indifferently, all the same, as though such things had never been. | A. S. Byatt | ||
d46598d | We breathe the light, we breathe the music, we breathe the moment as it passes through us. | Anne Rice | ||
f48feb1 | No offense, Dorian. Oh, what the hell, take all the offense you want, it's not like I give a shit. (Savitar) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
0fc36bd | Without a word or hesitation, Pain took the mop from Nick. Suffering moved to pick up glass. "Wow. Where have you two been all my life?" Pain quirked and eyebrow as he mopped the floor. "Walking hand in hand with you. Haven't you noticed?" | suffering | Sherrilyn Kenyon | |
368f9ca | Are you up? Dressing? (Astrid) No. I'm pissing on your rug. What do you think I'm doing? (Zarek) I'm blind. For all I know you really are peeing on my rug, which is a very nice rug incidentally, so I hope you're kidding. (Astrid) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
9e0a9d7 | As long as you like me the best. And you think I'm good-looking--sort of. I'm prepared to be annoyingly persistent. | sweet-talk | Stephenie Meyer | |
a12eef0 | You're not like anyone I've ever known. You fascinate me. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
5d682b0 | I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me." He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse." | cheerfulness companionship | Stephenie Meyer | |
51a13f3 | You can tell which girls lack mothers by the look of their hair... | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
6e6b73e | The soul is the weariest part of the body. | Paul Bowles | ||
256a635 | The chorus of "Jack and Diane" is: Oh yeah, life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone. Are you kidding me? The thrill of living was high school? Come on, Mr. Cougar Mellencamp. Get a life." | Mindy Kaling | ||
809ae4d | Each person is made of five different elements, she told me. Too much fire and you had a bad temper. That was like my father, whom my mother always critized for his cigarette habit and who always shouted back that she should feel guilty that he didn't let my mother speak her mind. Too little wood and you bent too quickly to listen to other people's ideas, unable to stand on your own. This was like my Auntie An-mei. Too much water and you .. | Amy Tan | ||
121682c | You must think for yourself, what you must do. If someone tells you, then you are not trying. -An-mei | Amy Tan | ||
06e4292 | What kind of Christmas present would Jesus ask Santa for? | jesus humor | Salman Rushdie | |
e6d0ab4 | Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke: Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the lightning-flash, N.. | William Shakespeare | ||
4a117aa | I do feel it gone, But know not how it went | William Shakespeare | ||
c2d135a | Come back!" the Caterpillar called after her. "I've something important to say." This sounded promising, certainly. Alice turned and came back again. "Keep your temper," said the Caterpillar." | Lewis Carroll | ||
394c278 | By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate. | reputation | Emily Brontë | |
edccb33 | I have a hole where my heart should be, she thought, and nowhere else to go. | George R.R. Martin | ||
c96742f | Look inside yourself for the answers - you're the only one who knows what's best for you. Everybody else is only guessing. | Charles de Lint | ||
5532446 | Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air - moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh - felt as if it were being exhaled into one's face. Sometimes it even sounded like heavy breathing. | louisiana south | Tom Robbins | |
ebdebe0 | There are no evil thoughts except one; the refusal to think. | Ayn Rand | ||
a2371b8 | Actually we did not have the feelings we said we had until we spoke them--at least I didn't; to phrase them was to invent them and own them. | Philip Roth | ||
6210512 | Measured against eternity, our time on earth is just a blink of an eye, but the consequences of it will last forever. | Rick Warren | ||
9db08b8 | If we are to feel the positive feelings of love, happiness, trust, and gratitude, we periodically also have to feel anger, sadness, fear, and sorrow. | relationships | John Gray |