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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 64ba6b6 | Decades ago, our ancestors realized that it is not just political ideology, religious belief, race, or nationalism that is to blame for a warring world. Rather, they determined that it was the fault of human personality - of humankind's inclination towards evil, in whatever form that is. They divided into factions that sought to eradicate those qualities they believed responsible for the world's disarray. | Veronica Roth | ||
| ed2cd13 | If they told us what to believe, and we didn't come to it on our own, is it still true? | tobias tris truth | Veronica Roth | |
| fa5a022 | Every tattoo I got with them is a mark of their friendship, and almost every time I have laughed in this dark place was because of them. I don't want to lose them. But I feel like I have already. | divergent-series tris | Veronica Roth | |
| 891eaca | And, she was able to tell herself with some satisfaction, the man in question - one Colin Bridgerton - felt precisely the same way.... ....His earth shook, his heart leaped, and Penelope knew without a doubt that his breath was taken away as well. For a good ten seconds. Falling off a horse tended to do that to a man. | romance | Julia Quinn | |
| 20be73b | Gareth sucked in a breath. Hyacinth's brother wasn't going to make this easy on him. But that didn't matter. He had vowed to do this right, and he would not be cowed. He looked up, meeting the viscount's dark eyes with steady purpose. "I would like to marry Hyacinth," he said. And then, because the viscount did not say anything, because he didn't even move, Gareth added, "Er, if she'll have me." And then about eight things happened at once... | humor proposal | Julia Quinn | |
| 0d372b6 | Do I look like a mess?" she asked. He nodded. "But you're my mess," he whispered." | colin-bridgerton julia-quinn penelepe-featherington romancing-mister-bridgerton | Julia Quinn | |
| f13718b | We tend to forget at times that it is the little ones, the children, who do suffer the greatest hurt. If we cannot comprehend why certain sorrows are visited upon us, how on earth can they? | pain | Sharon Kay Penman | |
| a996639 | I wish I was home", She said miserably. She tried so hard to be brave, to be fierce as a wolverine and all, but some times she felt she was a little girl after all." | a-song-of-ice-and-fire arya-stark george-r-r-martin the-starks winter-is-coming winterfell | George R.R. Martin | |
| 6e6cad5 | Meet me inside the Edge of the Icepack penguin enclosure in at four fifteen" she says, sounding just like Kim Possible. If Kim Possible ever asked people to meet her inside a penguin enclosures." | princess | Meg Cabot | |
| b3e49dc | Water shapes its course according to the nature of the ground | Sun Tzu | ||
| 20f0a67 | Why are we fighting them? --They're mad. We're sane. --How do we know? --That we're sane? --Yes. --Am I sane? --To all appearances. --And you, do you consider yourself sane? --I do. --Well, there you have it. --But don't they also consider themselves sane? --I think they know. Deep down. That they're not sane. | Donald Barthelme | ||
| 6636be8 | Talent renders the whole idea of rehearsal meaningless; when you find something at which you are talented, you do it (whatever it is) until your fingers bleed or your eyes are ready to fall out of your head. Even when no one is listening (or reading or watching), every outing is a bravura performance, because you as the creator are happy. Perhaps even ecstatic. | Stephen King | ||
| a2bb3f5 | B]eauty is that quality which, next to money, is generally the most attractive to the worst kinds of men; and, therefore, it is likely to entail a great deal of trouble on the possessor. | Anne Brontë | ||
| 95f2633 | Books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning in life." The most importnant truth in my life,if you ask me,and he got it all right" | Christopher Paolini | ||
| 5389f60 | For I regard memory not as a phenomenon preserving one thing and losing another merely by chance, but as a power that deliberately places events in order or wisely omits them. Everything we forget about our own lives was really condemned to oblivion by an inner instinct long ago. | Stefan Zweig | ||
| aa73c53 | Life is a storm. One minute you will bathe under the sun and the next you will be shattered upon the rocks. That's when you shout, "Do your worst, for I will do mine!" and you will be remembered forever." | Alexandre Dumas | ||
| fcb2b6e | Everything was believed except the truth. | Alexandre Dumas fils | ||
| 6cc6c15 | Honey, I liked the Harry Potter movies, too, but that doesn't mean I ran out and got a Dark Mark tattooed onto my left forearm like you did. | humor | Jim Butcher | |
| 851ea51 | I have no memory of climbing the stairs up to the roof. I don't even know how to get where I am, which is a problem since I'm going to have to get down, ideally in a way that doesn't involve dying. | Holly Black | ||
| 5a928b3 | We got it." Val grinned and lifted her fist. "Wonder twin powers activate!" Ruth grinned back, knocking her fist into Val's. "Shape of two fucking lunatics." | faerie holly twins valiant | Holly Black | |
| 4cf1b66 | His eyes are open, watching my flushed face, my ragged breathing. I try to stop myself from making embarrassing noises. It's more intimate than the way he's touching me, to be looked at like that. I hate that he knows what he's doing and I don't. I hate being vulnerable. I hate that I throw my head back, baring my throat. I hate the way I cling to him, the nails of one hand digging into his back, my thoughts splintering, and the single last.. | hate intimacy like love pleasure sex vulnerable | Holly Black | |
| 076946d | If you look hard enough, chaos turns into order the way letters turn into words. | Patricia McCormick | ||
| fa2181c | Write,' she said, 'as if you'll never be read. That way you'll be sure to tell the truth. | Lori Lansens | ||
| cc9f7b6 | Some we proudly display on our arms, while others we shyly conceal. Tattoo the moments of sorrow as well as the moments of splendor and beauty. Tattoo in an acknowledgment and tribute to home, and tattooing your beliefs that define who you are. Whether we intended to or not, every moment of our lives are tattooed to our heart. | inspirational motivational peace philosophy spiritual wisdom zen | Forrest Curran | |
| 098b02a | People in general would rather die than forgive. It' | forgiveness inspirational motivational | Sue Monk Kidd | |
| 39ae0bf | A sail boat that sails backwards can never see the sun rise. | inspirational sailboat | Bill Cosby | |
| 05382db | To accomplish great things, we must not only act but also dream, not only plan, but also believe! | inspirational | Anatole France | |
| 77ddb28 | A sense of calm came over me. More and more often I found myself thinking, "This is where I belong. This is what I came into this world to do. | inspirational | Jane Goodall | |
| 4f1a42a | Never trust a species that grins all the time. It's up to something. | humour ulterior-motive | Terry Pratchett | |
| a6ea47f | They'd smash up the world if they thought it would make a pretty noise. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| e65e43f | His movements could be called cat-like, except that he did not stop to spray urine up against things. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 1bc4e29 | Dear soulmate, I don't know who you are, where you live, or what you look like. But I pray for you every nite and I ask God to point you in my direction. | Frank Warren | ||
| 8cbd5c8 | To treat a person like a carpet, it is necessary that one do the walking, and one allow himself to be walked on. --Shin'a'in saying | proverb | Mercedes Lackey | |
| a3f5e17 | Outside it's a perfect spring night. We stand on the sidewalk in front of our apartment building, and Henry takes my hand, and I look at him, and I raise our joined hands and Henry twirls me around and soon we're dancing down Belle Plaine Avenue, no music but the sound of cars whoosing by and our own laughter, and the smell of cherry blossoms that fall like snow on the sidewalk as we dance underneath the tress. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 7f73e9c | How does it feel? I feels exactly like one of those dreams in which you suddenly realize that you have to take a test you haven't studied for and you aren't wearing any clothes. And you've left your wallet at home. When I am out there, in time, I am inverted, changed into a desperate version of myself. I become a thief, a vagrant, an animal who runs and hides. I startle old women and amaze children. I am a trick, an illusion of the highest .. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 243669a | After all, the appeal to stop being yourself, even for a little while, is very great. | Donna Tartt | ||
| d485df4 | Everything was real; inconceivably real, infinitely dear. These and all things started as nothing, latent within a vast energy-broth, but then we named them, and loved them, and, in this way, brought them forth. And now we must lose them. | George Saunders | ||
| 4cbffef | Each person who gets stuck in time gets stuck alone. | Alan Lightman | ||
| 8bef7c9 | Love", I said, "is the rug they pull out from under you. Love is Lucy always lifting the football at the last second so that Charlie Brown falls on his ass. Love is something that every time you believe in it, it goes away. Love is for suckers, and I'm not going to be a sucker ever again." | Jennifer Weiner | ||
| 91c6570 | One wanted, she thought, dipping her brush deliberately, to be on a level with ordinary experience, to feel simply that's a chair, that's a table, and yet at the same time, It's a miracle, it's an ecstasy. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 1dc5822 | Every face, every shop, bedroom window, public-house, and dark square is a picture feverishly turned--in search of what? It is the same with books. What do we seek through millions of pages? | books face faces pages search shop shops window windows | Virginia Woolf | |
| 90dcfb6 | These moments of escape are not to be despised. They come too seldom. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| ea0985b | How is it that one day life is orderly and you are content, a little cynical perhaps but on the whole just so, and then without warning you find the solid floor is a trapdoor and you are now in another place whose geography is uncertain and whose customs are strange? Travellers at least have a choice. Those who set sail know know that things will not be the same as at home. Explorers are prepared. But for us, who travel to cities of the int.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| b72294e | I was happy, but happy is an adult word. You don't have to ask a child about happy, you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happy because largely they are not. Talking about it is the same as trying to catch the wind. Much easier to let it blow all over you. This is where I disagree with the philosophers. They talk about passionate things but there is no passion in them. Never talk happiness with a philosopher. | happiness | Jeanette Winterson |