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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6d3c8b2 | She wasn't in love but she would love him, if that would save her. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 76b6848 | Someone else has to be disseminating it. (Mark) Dis-a what? (Nick) Disseminating. It means distributing it. (Mark) Then why didn't you say that? (Nick) Remind me to get him a word-of-the-day calendar. (Mark) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 3a68ebf | You, psycho-ass, and Talon, I'll cover, but not him. (Nick) Psycho-ass? Hmm, I like that. (Zarek) Nick- (Acheron) It's all right, Greek. I would rather die than have his plebeian help anyway. (Valerius) Make that three votes, then. I would rather he died, too. Now all together, let's vote this asshole off the island. (Zarek) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 2717300 | What happened to cause the jail fight? (Maggie) They thought it would be fun to knock around the 'kid' and show off their manhood. I thought it would be fun to knock a couple of them unconscious. (Wren) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 0c690a6 | Man, first I'm shot, now I'm going to be a friggin' zombie. At this rate, I'll never live to have my first date or a driver's license. Ah, gah! I've come too far to die a predestrian virgin. Bubba, you can't let me die...I only have seventeen more months and three days to my sixteenth birthday! (Nick) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 023b6eb | You're not a morning person, are you? (Simone) I'm a Dream-Hunter/demon. By my very nature I'm nocturnal. That big yellow ball in the sky offends me to the very core of my being. (Xypher) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 4fadf84 | Ah cher ami, how poor in invention men are! They are They always think one commits suicide for a reason. But it's quite possible to commit suicide for two reasons. No, that never occurs to them. So what's the good of dying intentionally, of sacrificing yourself to the idea you want people to have of you? Once you are dead, they will take advantage of it to attribute idiotic or vulgar motives to your action. Martyrs, cher ami, must choose be.. | Albert Camus | ||
| ed0475a | I think being a teenager is such a compelling time period in your life--it gives you some of your worst scars and some of your most exhilarating moments. It's a fascinating place; old enough to feel truly adult, old enough to make decisions that affect the rest of your life, old enough to fall in love, yet, at the same time too young (in most cases) to be free to make a lot of those decisions without someone else's approval. | inspirational life teenagers | Stephenie Meyer | |
| a4c02aa | Honeybees depend not only on physical contact with the colony, but also require it's social companionship and support. Isolate a honeybee from her sisters and she will soon die. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 078d646 | Literature, real literature, must not be gulped down like some potion which may be good for the heart or good for the brain -- the brain, that stomach of the soul. Literature must be taken and broken to bits, pulled apart, squashed -- then its lovely reek will be smelt in the hollow of the palm, it will be munched and rolled upon the tongue with relish; then, and only then, its rare flavor will be appreciated at its true worth and the broke.. | literature reading words | Vladimir Nabokov | |
| c6a6040 | I really think guys only need two pairs of shoes. A nice pair of black shoes and a pair of Chuck Taylors. | guys men mindy-kaling shoes | Mindy Kaling | |
| 1fe4819 | I think that when the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be there yet. It dont move about from place to place and it dont change from time to time. You cant corrupt it any more than you can salt salt. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 6da1d8a | All the time you spend tryin to get back what's been took from you there's more goin out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| c963721 | Gussie, a glutton for punishment, stared at himself in the mirror. | face humor mirror ugliness | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| 1488dfa | The redwoods, once seen, leave a mark or create a vision that stays with you always. No one has ever successfully painted or photographed a redwood tree. The feeling they produce is not transferable. From them comes silence and awe. It's not only their unbelievable stature, nor the color which seems to shift and vary under your eyes, no, they are not like any trees we know, they are ambassadors from another time. | John Steinbeck | ||
| 88a13e4 | In uncertainty I am certain that underneath their topmost layers of frailty men want to be good and want to be loved. Indeed, most of their vices are attempted short cuts to love. When a man comes to die, no matter what his talents and influence and genius, if he dies unloved his life must be a failure to him and his dying a cold horror. It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember.. | John Steinbeck | ||
| a434970 | If you can't share with your friends, who can you share with? | Simone Elkeles | ||
| fdb0e55 | Question: What is the opposite of faith? Not disbelief. Too final, certain, closed. Itself is a kind of belief. Doubt. | Salman Rushdie | ||
| eec9966 | This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands,--This blessed plot, this earth, this r.. | William Shakespeare | ||
| f30a949 | When beggars die, there are no comets seen; the heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes. | William Shakespeare | ||
| c14dd5f | You've never heard of the Trickster King?" Puck asked, shocked. The girls shook their heads. "The Prince of Fairies? Robin Goodfellow? The Imp?" "Do you work for Santa?" Daphne asked. "I'm a fairy, not an elf!" Puck roared. "You really don't know who I am! Doesn't anyone read the classics anymore? Dozens of writers have warned about me. I'm in the most famous of all of William Shakespeare's plays." "I don't remember any Puck in Romeo and Ju.. | puck sabrina | Michael Buckley | |
| 34d5e48 | Well that was the silliest tea party I ever went to! I am never going back there again! | Lewis Carroll | ||
| ce1b4f7 | I spin around and give him the finger down low, hoping Monsieur Boutin can't see. St. Clair responds by grinning and giving me the British version, the V-sign with his first two fingers. Monsieur Boutin tuts behind me with good nature. I pay for my meal and take the seat next to St. Clair. "Thanks. I forgot how to flip off the English. I'll use the correct hand gesture next time." "My pleasure. Always happy to educate." | flipping-off hand-gesture | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 6b0b25e | Angel?" I said. "Baby penguins eat a regurgitated mixture of partially digested fish, krill, and an oily substance form their fathers' stomachs. Are you willing to eat a bunch of raw fish and krill, and then barf it back up into a baby penguin's cute, cheeping mouth? Like, every hour?" Sometimes my crushing logic astounds even me." | James Patterson | ||
| de91ffc | Tears were dripping onto my dress, but I wasn't making any sound. There was no sound to express thid kind of pain. I didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything. Fang was not waiting for me out in the living room. Tomorrow morning, when I woke up, Fang would still be gone. | James Patterson | ||
| d0098bb | Never whine. Whining lets a brute know that a victim is in the neighborhood. | Maya Angelou | ||
| 3688f7a | My first kiss and I'm comatose. Great. | L.J. Smith | ||
| 599af7f | When the dead do walk seek water's run, for this the Dead will always shun. Swift river's best or broadest lake to ward the dead and have and make. If water fails thee, fire's thy friend, if neither guards it will be thy end. | lirael | Garth Nix | |
| 39415fc | Is it wrong to trust in a beautiful lie if it helps you get through life? | Miriam Toews | ||
| 4e9e785 | You alone became the outer surface of my life, the side I never see, and you will be that, the unknown part of me, until I die. | Marguerite Duras | ||
| f9e005e | While he was watching the ships, Buttercup shoved him with all her strength remaining. Down went the man in black. "You can die too for all I care," she said, and then she turned away. Words followed her. Whispered from afar, weak and warm and familiar. "As...you...wish..." | William Goldman | ||
| 8e04ea6 | As man advances in civilization, and small tribes are united into larger communities, the simplest reason would tell each individual that he ought to extend his social instincts and sympathies to all members of the same nation, though personally unknown to him. This point being once reached, there is only an artificial barrier to prevent his sympathies extending to the men of all nations and races. | Charles Darwin | ||
| 0c667ec | And there I was, 225 pounds, perpetually lost and confused, short legs, ape-like upper body, all chest, no neck, head too large, blurred eyes, hair uncombed, 6 feet of geek, waiting for her. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| 204feca | Capitalism has survived communism. Now, it eats away at itself. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| 16667bd | Her one drink had Cecelia giggling and talking and she was explaining that animals had souls too. Nobody challenged her opinion. It was possible, we knew. What we weren't sure of was if we had any. | women | Charles Bukowski | |
| 14cc729 | What appeals to you the most is the very thing that will drive you crazy | Emily Giffin | ||
| bd07e72 | You must understand that when you are writing a novel you are not making anything up. It's all there and you just have to find it. | writing | Thomas Harris | |
| 3268e45 | Los Angeles was the kind of place where everybody was from somewhere else and nobody really droppped anchor. It was a transient place. People drawn by the dream, people running from the nightmare. Twelve million people and all of them ready to make a break for it if necessary. Figuratively, literally, metaphorically -- any way you want to look at it -- everbody in L.A. keeps a bag packed. Just in case. | dreams escape escapism hopes los-angeles nightmares restlessness southern-california transience | Michael Connelly | |
| 4b9ca13 | If I couldn't sleep, I could read. | reading sleep | Gail Carson Levine | |
| 6bbd4fc | But Calvin is no kind and loving god! He's one of the old gods! He demands sacrifice! | Bill Watterson | ||
| ebb817d | It doesn't take much convincing to make someone believe they're better than everyone else. | specials | Scott Westerfeld | |
| c9dca05 | I expect that you must receive top marks at school, young lady." Madeleine smiled as she stirred her tea. "There are always rewards for those who state the obvious frequently and with conviction." | intelligence obvious school | Scott Westerfeld | |
| 5b83fd0 | All the towering materialism which dominates the modern mind rests ultimately upon one assumption; a false assumption. It is supposed that if a thing goes on repeating itself it is probably dead; a piece of clockwork. People feel that if the universe was personal it would vary; if the sun were alive it would dance. This is a fallacy even in relation to known fact. For the variation in human affairs is generally brought into them, not by lif.. | G.K. Chesterton | ||
| 2b27ead | I paused with the pen in my hand. "He burst into flames?" "He became engulfed in fire." "Was his buddy made out of orange rocks and at any point yell, 'It's clobbering time'?" | ilona-andrews kate magic-bleeds | Ilona Andrews |