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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b42bbc3 | Eat it," I ordered, holding it with two hands now, making it dance in the air. "It's begging you. 'Eat me'." He arched a brow. "Perv," I muttered. Aiden pressed his lips together, but when he glanced at me and my dancing bun, he burst into laughter. "All right, give me the bun." | alex food | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| 4216870 | We don't want to hurt you "That's a shame." I cracked my neck. Behind me, several more were gathering. " I have no problem hurting you" | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 2ed601a | Aiden... I can't see anything." "That's the point." "Well, thanks, Captain Obvious." I reached out blindly, but only felt air. "What do you expect me to do in here?" As soon as the question left my mouth, I was assaulted with totally inappropriate images of all the things we could do in here. "We fight." Well that blew." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| bc7a26a | Face this world. Learn its ways, watch it, be careful of too hasty guesses at its meaning. In the end you will find clues to it all. | H.G. Wells | ||
| cd20890 | Also ... the plan sounded exactly like the sneaky, twisted, ridiculously annoying and noble sort of thing Leo Valdez would do. | sacrifice | Rick Riordan | |
| cbbd015 | The guy had literally been through hell and back. Even when he wasn't trying, he made the toilets explode. What would Percy be like if he wanted to act scary? | Rick Riordan | ||
| 6197ee7 | Gods forbid if she ever broke up with him. She'd never be able to visit the sea again without remembering her broken heart. Annabeth about Percy | Rick Riordan | ||
| 37907ea | I sat up in bed. "What did he say?" Tyson groaned, still half asleep. He was lying facedown on the couch, his feet so far over the edge they were in the bathroom. "The happy man said...bowling practice?" | bowling-practice disembowling-practice percy-jackson percy-jackson-and-the-olympians the-sea-of-the-monsters tyson | Rick Riordan | |
| 9036308 | I'm gonna be percy Jackson when I grow up," she told Hazel solemnly. Hazel Smiled and ruffled her hair. "That's a good thing to be, Julia." "Although," Frank said. "Frank Zhang would be good too." -- | frank hazel hero humor inspirational percy | Rick Riordan | |
| cb5bc26 | Please!' That word didn't make sense to Nico. The Underworld had no mercy. It only had justice. 'You're already dead,' Nico said. 'You're a ghost with no tongue, no memory. You won't be sharing any secrets. | justice nico-di-angelo underworld | Rick Riordan | |
| e2a8d80 | I'm Cinderella. No, I'm better than Cinderella, because she only got the prince, didn't she? I'm Cinderella with fab teeth and a shit-hot job. | remember-me sophie-kinsella | Sophie Kinsella | |
| 12c3980 | I planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control it. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 37c8d24 | The male frog in mating season," said Crake, "makes as much noise as it can. The females are attracted to the male frog with the biggest, deepest voice because it suggests a more powerful frog, one with superior genes. Small male frogs--it's been documented--discover if they position themselves in empty drainpipes, the pipe acts as a voice amplifier and the small frog appears much larger than it really is." So?" So that's what art is for th.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| c0b7134 | Translating from one language to another, unless it is from Greek and Latin, the queens of all languages, is like looking at Flemish tapestries from the wrong side, for although the figures are visible, they are covered by threads that obscure them, and cannot be seen with the smoothness and color of the right side. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 9ac2a84 | I loved fast driving.Isaiah and I had drag raced all last summer. What I didn't love was a middle-aged nut job who couldn't steer straight. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 8e77b3b | Just like she'd said, she'd gone back to her life and, in theory, I'd gone back to mine. Problem? I didn't like mine, not without her. - Noah | Katie McGarry | ||
| dacedb9 | Jocks usually aren't smart. Their muscles feast on their brains. | humor jocks | Katie McGarry | |
| c1114f0 | Lies About Love We are all liars, because The truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow, Whereas letters are fixed, and we live by the letter of truth. The love I feel for my friend, this year, is different from the love I felt last year. If it were not so, it would be a lie. Yet we reiterate love! love! love! | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| e18f885 | Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| 129c292 | Writing is a deeper sleep than death. | Franz Kafka | ||
| c4ff6f8 | To be mortal is the most basic human experience, and yet man has never been able to accept it, grasp it, and behave accordingly. Man doesn't know how to be mortal. And when he dies, he doesn't even know how to be dead. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 3050a7a | How stupid lovers can be! But if they were not, there would be no story. | stupidity | Jean Plaidy | |
| 04eb38d | One hand, five homes. A lifetime in a fist. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 632e34b | If you try to use your head to think about things, people don't want to have anything to do with you | Haruki Murakami | ||
| b84daf2 | Beyond the window, some kind of small, black thing shot across the sky. A bird, possibly. Or it might have been someone's soul being blown to the far side of the world. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 0f93d7a | well, if women's work was never done, why trouble about how much of it wasn't being accomplished at any given moment? | fiery-cross | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 623f12d | You're mine, damn ye, Claire Fraser! Mine, and I wilna share ye, with a man or a memory, or anything whatever, so long as both shall live. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2841610 | His soul swooned softly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead. | James Joyce | ||
| 9f3e65a | We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything--death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere numbers, we were the only men on earth. | holocaust night wiesel | Elie Wiesel | |
| 60a6f7d | I go to seek a great perhaps | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| 0fcba36 | Heterosexual relationships seem to lead only to marriage, and for most poor dumb brainwashed women marriage is the climactic experience. For men, marriage is a matter of efficient logistics: the male gets his food, bed, laundry, TV, pussy, offspring and creature comforts all under one roof, where he doesn't have to dissipate his psychic energy thinking about them too much - then he is free to go out and fight the battles of life, which is w.. | Tom Robbins | ||
| 48f57d3 | Below a certain point, if you keep too quiet, people no longer see you as thoughtful or deep; they simply forget you. | Douglas Coupland | ||
| 3eb9e03 | I will try not to overlook the cruelties that victims inflict on one another as they are jammed together in the boxcars of the system. I don't want to romanticize them. But I do remember (in rough paraphrase) a statement I once read: "The cry of the poor is not always just, but if you don't listen to it, you will never know what justice is." | Howard Zinn | ||
| f5b97c3 | You mortals are like fish swimming in a globe of glass. That globe is your world. You do not see beyond it. | Tamora Pierce | ||
| b76c34c | The voice I had accepted as Divine Guidance was actually the voice of my ego leading me right into destruction. | Iyanla Vanzant | ||
| 043f48e | Creative activity is a type of learning process where the teacher and pupil are located in the same individual. | Arthur Koestler | ||
| 6dd344f | And there, in that phrase, the bitterness leaks again out of my pen. What a dull lifeless quality this bitterness is. If I could I would write with love, but if I could write with love I would be another man; I would never have lost love. | love | Graham Greene | |
| 2c1408a | That was my first instinct -- to protect him. It never occurred to me that there was a greater need to protect myself. Innocence always calls mutely for protection when we would be so much wiser to guard ourselves against it: innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm. | protection | Graham Greene | |
| 4d5ccc8 | This is the secret of life: the self lives only by dying, finds its identity (and its happiness) only by self-forgetfulness, self-giving, self-sacrifice, and agape love. | catholicism christianity god jesus-shock love philosophy secret-of-life self-giving spirituality | Peter Kreeft | |
| c6e85bd | Now, what's the difference between an invisible, incorporeal, floating dragon who spits heatless fire and no dragon at all? If there's no way to disprove my contention, no conceivable experiment that would count against it, what does it mean to say that my dragon exists? Your inability to invalidate my hypothesis is not at all the same thing as proving it true. Claims that cannot be tested, assertions immune to disproof are veridically wort.. | Carl Sagan | ||
| 9aeedb7 | What are the words you do not yet have? What do you need to say? What are the tyrannies you swallow day by day and attempt to make your own, until you will sicken and die of them, still in silence. | Audre Lorde | ||
| afd09e9 | That's a movie quote, right? You know, if you do that with books, people think you're intelligent." Sophie lowered her chin. "If this is your pathetic attempt to seduce me again, you're falling miserably." "I don't seduce woman." Phin shoved back his chair and stood up. "They fall into my open arms." "Clumsy of them." | Jennifer Crusie | ||
| 6e92dfd | Somehow, like so many people who get depressed, we felt our depressions were more complicated and existentially based than they actually were. | Kay Redfield Jamison | ||
| 02e4b9e | No one measures a life in weeks and days. You measure life in years and by the things that happen to you. | Sara Zarr |