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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 10dd43c | The children watch,' she added softly. As if the children were the keepers of all conscience. And maybe, Kaylin thought, just maybe, they were a good keeper. To protect your children, you struggled with your anger, mastered it. Your struggled to explain away your fear, or theirs. There probably wasn't all that much difference, in the end. You worked hard to be worthy of the trust they so carelessly - and completely - placed in you. | Michelle Sagara | ||
| f947fbc | Because sometimes saying it--where only you can hear it, but forcing yourself to find the actual words--is helpful. Or at least it has been for some of my tenants. Not all of them, of course; all of you are different individuals. But some found it helpful--almost as if saying it out loud was an exorcism. It released the words instead of allowing them to remain trapped in their thoughts, wearing deeper and deeper grooves. | helen | Michelle Sagara | |
| e397885 | Trust me--you come close to death, you'll remember how you stepped out of its way | fighting instincts kaylin marcus | Michelle Sagara | |
| 9571c0c | She told him she was fine. Except the words she used were "No. I'm not." | Michelle Sagara | ||
| 7a63f3e | So Kaylin, navigating forest, footpaths, and a plague of blood-drinking, buzzing insects, began to make a list. It was, in her mind, titled Things Not to Do if You Want to Have Fun During Your Involuntary Leave of (Probably Unpaid) Absence. | Michelle Sagara | ||
| ea98f4f | Hope was cruel. It could be an act of torture far more profound than despair. | Michelle Sagara | ||
| 91f1e2c | If you are always afraid to be known, you will never understand anyone else. If you never understand anyone else, you'll never be a good Hawk. You'll see what others see, or what they want you to see. You won't see what's . | kaylin severn | Michelle Sagara | |
| 53475e6 | Kaylin's memory was like a kaleidoscope; fractured, but in a way that was arresting, even beautiful, if looked at the right way. As a child, Catti's hair had been bright red, but it had shaded | Michelle Sagara | ||
| 4efa1dc | Kaylin's memory was like a kaleidoscope; fractured, but in a way that was arresting, even beautiful, if looked at the right way. | inspirational | Michelle Sagara | |
| 91fdb99 | Power such as mine is only granted for one reason - to protect those with less, against yours." "Power such as yours? Sarillorn, if the power that you wield is too great a responsibility, I will take it from you; you may then have peace, knowing that there is nothing at all that you can do." | Michelle Sagara West | ||
| 6e586ed | Why will you not just accept what is? You have done as you will in my domain. I have exacted no price for actions that would be the death of any other." "Why? I am your enemy here!" | Michelle Sagara West | ||
| 3e0b9db | Why will you not just accept what is? You have done as you will in my domain. I have exacted no price for actions that would be the death of any other." "Why? I am your enemy here!" "It does little harm." | Michelle Sagara West | ||
| e630222 | Dreams are their own knife, Kaylin. Dreams, what-ifs, desires. We all have to have hope. | hope kaylin severn | Michelle Sagara | |
| f325cfb | Because not all weakness has to be weakness | the-lord-of-the-west-march weakness | Michelle Sagara | |
| 41275a6 | The past, of course, is a different country; it is occupied, frequently, by regret, and it is ruled by tyrants. They cannot be moved. | Michelle Sagara | ||
| d3e7335 | Nightshade--like any living, thinking person--was capable of more than one truth. | nightshade | Michelle Sagara | |
| 250757b | Communication was often like this, though: stumbling, tripping, getting up again. Moving, however clumsily, forward. | kaylin | Michelle Sagara | |
| 48d1e69 | She had a choice; she had chosen to listen. She had offered, wordless and desperate, to help. | Michelle Sagara | ||
| ff58411 | I don't know what's happening--but Spike says things are getting worse. She hesitated. | Michelle Sagara | ||
| a7fc56b | But home, for us, is each other, no matter where we happen to be. | family | Michelle Sagara | |
| 3c6cef5 | I've got a rose on my ass, Vivian. It doesn't make me Ma Barker. -Gabrielle Ross Thomas Mean Street: A Herville Mystery Short | D.K. Herman | ||
| 5dbc625 | Hot Brandy Flip. (Use large bar-glass, heated.) Take 1 tea-spoonful of sugar. 1 wine-glass of brandy. Yolk of one egg. Dissolve the sugar in a little hot water, add the brandy and egg, shake up thoroughly, pour into a medium bar-glass, and fill it one-half full of boiling water. Grate a little nutmeg on top, and serve. | Ross Bolton | ||
| d718452 | They were the only kind he ever wore, primarily because they were all exactly alike and when he reached into the sock drawer, he didn't have to worry about whether they matched. | Ross Thomas | ||
| 4b7c725 | There were a number of early water-powered mills around Green Hill. Duncan Smith, Berry McDonald, Thomas Ross, Isham Richardson, and Enoch Raleigh Kennedy had gristmills on Cow Pen Creek. | William Lindsey McDonald | ||
| 4586b09 | For American Catholics, a millennium that John Paul II had hailed as a "new springtime" for Christianity began instead with a wave of revelations about priestly sex abuse. There had been intimations of this crisis in the 1980s, when several high-profile instances of priestly pedophilia had surfaced in the media. But nothing prepared Catholic America for the flood of 2003, which began in New England but ultimately left no diocese or communit.. | Ross Douthat | ||
| 9c76925 | The eyes were larger and gray and in a certain light looked soft, gentle, and even innocent. Then the light would change, the innocence would vanish, and the eyes looked like year-old ice. | Ross Thomas | ||
| 7efb4c7 | Shawn's patience was an extension of the unorthodox philosophy the magazine always had about its writers--all flowing from founder Harold Ross. Writers were a different, difficult, balky, and inexplicable breed, Ross maintained, speaking from hard experience. Beyond that, different writers produced at different speeds and were motivated by different impulses. It was all very mysterious. Talent could perhaps be nudged, but it couldn't be sta.. | Thomas Kunkel | ||
| 0943acf | a Debs socialist. His son--my old man--sat down and cried when Taft lost the nomination to Eisenhower in 'fifty-two." She leaned back in the leather chair. "So when did the vote bug bite?" "In high school. I was a pretty fair debater and I got the notion of becoming a lawyer and maybe going into politics after I discovered how good winning made me feel. Winning anything. Later, I discovered there's nothing like winning an election. Absolute.. | Ross Thomas | ||
| c932418 | James Gross and Ross Thompson have emphasized that "emotions not only make us feel something, they make us feel like doing something." -- | Thomas E. Brown | ||
| 417fe86 | Nothing so conclusively proves a man's ability to lead others as what he does from day to day to lead himself. ~Thomas J. Watson | Aaron Ross | ||
| 71c2c8d | The laugh came then, a marvelous honking hoorah so infectious that Dill felt it should be quarantined. | Ross Thomas | ||
| c10949a | nothing prepared Catholic America for the flood of 2003, which began in New England but ultimately left no diocese or community untouched, reaching even to the doors of the Vatican itself. Horror upon horror, cover-up upon cover-up, and sacrilege piled on sacrilege--it was like an anti-Catholic polemic from the nineteenth century, except that it was all too terribly true. No atheist or anticlericalist, no Voltaire or Ingersoll or Twain coul.. | Ross Douthat | ||
| 5fbddf3 | She was wearing a dark-red swimsuit consisting of two small triangles up above and a mere suggestion of something down below. If she took everything off, Dill thought, she would look a lot less naked. | Ross Thomas | ||
| cabaa6b | The rain was steady and unrelenting and, like all steady and unrelenting things, boring. | Ross Thomas | ||
| e79bd96 | In the August 7, 1971, issue of The New Republic, the Asian scholar Eugene G. Windchy says, "What steered the nation into Vietnam was a series of tiny but powerful cabals." What he calls a sense of tiny but powerful conspiracies, this book puts all together as the actions of the Secret Team. That most valuable book by David Wise and Thomas B. Ross calls this power source "The Invisible Government," and in the chapter on the various intellig.. | L. Fletcher Prouty | ||
| c048024 | At a meeting of the " Columbian Independent Company," commanded by Capt. Nicholas Snider, of Taneytown, and the " Independent Pipe Creek Company," under the command of Capt. Thomas Hook, held at Middleburg, Oct. 13, 1821, information of the death of Gen. John Ross Key was first received. Middleburg is on the Western Maryland Railroad, forty-eight miles from Baltimore and fifteen from Westminster, in a fertile and thriving section of country.. | J. Thomas Scharf | ||
| c9a0b8e | AUTHOR'S NOTE The First Assassin is a work of fiction, and specifically a work of historical fiction--meaning that much of it is based on real people, places, and events. My goal never has been to tell a tale about what really happened but to tell what might have happened by blending known facts with my imagination. Characters such as Abraham Lincoln, Winfield Scott, and John Hay were, of course, actual people. When they speak on these page.. | John J. Miller | ||
| 02b8773 | And the alcohol makes me not care that I'm painting stuff that would make even Bob Ross groan, were he still alive. | Ryan C. Thomas | ||
| 36426ae | H. L. Mencken once felt compelled to offer a friendly piece of advice to William Saroyan. "I note what you say about your aspiration to edit a magazine," said the man only a few years removed from guiding the groundbreaking American Mercury. "I am sending you by this mail a six-chambered revolver. Load it and fire every one into your head. You will thank me after you get to Hell and learn from other editors how dreadful their job was on ear.. | Thomas Kunkel | ||
| 6f04197 | You can never really trust someone who remembers every embarrassing detail of your adolescence. | embarrassment friends trust | Daniel Clowes | |
| 8a8ced8 | I'd gladly read something that is exceptionally stupid or bad as long as it was done by someone with some sort of personal vision, even if that person was a complete moron. | Daniel Clowes | ||
| fda9a05 | Bones stared at the cheap melamine plate with an omelet, fruit bowl, and dry toast. "Is something wrong?" Dr. Chu asked. I have the stomach flu, sore throat, tooth abscess, migraine, allergy to gluten . . . . I never eat breakfast on Wednesdays or in closed rooms or during a lunar eclipse, especially in July or when I'm out of deodorant. . . "I'm just not hungry." | therapy | Sherry Shahan | |
| ce338b7 | Alice's dinner consisted of one-half cup medium-grain white rice (120 calories), four spears of asparagus (20 calories), and a pat of butter (40 calories). Bones watched as she used her index finger to smear the butter on an asparagus spear. Then she sucked her middle finger, pretending to remove the excess butter. The buttered finger scratched an ankle, and the calories disappeared into her leg warmer. "Tricky," he said under his breath. S.. | friendship hospital | Sherry Shahan | |
| 8ce8366 | Jack hit the floor and fired off push-ups until he thought he'd pass out. The spinning behind his eyes felt good. He'd gotten by with a half grapefruit (35 calories) at breakfast, because his mom was such an emotional wreck before driving him to the hospital. She didn't argue over the half cup of oatmeal (110 calories), which he dumped in the sink before polishing off the last of his red M&Ms, his go-to food when life got sucky. | body-image eating-disorders fat | Sherry Shahan |