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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8bedb10 | I should throw you off this building minus the flying horse and see how heroic you sound on the way down. | percy-jackson | Rick Riordan | |
| 6927ef0 | We're burning," Sadie pointed out helpfully. "Noticed!" I yelled back." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 0c90dde | Defeating one ant had taken all my energy. (I don't think I have ever written a sadder sentence than that.) | Rick Riordan | ||
| a7e9070 | She'd expected some backlash; it happened every time she shared her strength. But she hadn't anticipated so much raw anguish from Nico di Angelo... If this was only a portion of Nico's pain... how could he bear it? | pain past torment | Rick Riordan | |
| ce4c394 | All [Sadie's] previous attempts [of making a shabti (an Egyptian avatar of one's self)] had exploded or gone haywire, terrorizing Khufu and the initiates. Last week she'd created a magical Thermos with googly eyes that levitated around the room, yelling, "Exterminate! Exterminate!" until it smacked me in the head." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 2b15cf2 | Your voice is your identity. If you don't use it, you're halfway to Asphodel already. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 2f06961 | The giant raised his fist, and a voice cut through the dream. "Leo!" Jason was shaking his shoulder. "Hey, man, why are you hugging Nike?" Leo's eyes fluttered open. His arms were wrapped around the human-sized statue in Athena's hand. He must have been thrashing in his sleep. He clung to the victory goddess like he used to cling to his pillow when he had nightmares as a kid. (Man, that had been so embarrassing in the foster homes.) He d.. | dreams jason-grace leo-valdez nike rick-riordan riordan the-heroes-of-olympus the-house-of-hades | Rick Riordan | |
| e223f2b | Are you kidding?" She looked at me as if I'd just dropped from the moon. Her cheeks were bright red. "What's the problem now?" I demanded. "Me, go with you to the...the 'Thrill Ride of Love'? How embarrassing is that? What if somebody saw me?" "Who's going to see you?" But my face was burning now, too. Leave it to a girl to make everything complicated. "Fine," I told her. "I'll do it myself." But when I started down the side of the pool, sh.. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 55dfb4d | Tyson! Thank the gods, Annabeth is hurt!" "You thank the gods that she is hurt?" he asked, puzzled." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 4f60693 | Percy'd heard stories about amputees who had phantom pains where their missing legs and arms used to be. That's how his mind felt--like his missing memories were aching. | Rick Riordan | ||
| edc6b03 | First, you start carrying a man satchel. Next thing you know, you're running around in a bathrobe and pink bunny slippers, chasing chickens with a weed whacker. | Rick Riordan | ||
| beae85c | It was so easy to disappear, so easy to deny knowledge, so very easy in the smoke and din to mask that something dark had taken root. This was Chicago, on the eve of the greatest fair in history. | Erik Larson | ||
| 4848561 | Obscenity is the distinguishing hallmark of a sadly limited vocabulary. | Gail Honeyman | ||
| 386b958 | They said I was a valued customer, now they send me hate mail. | humor humour shopping | Sophie Kinsella | |
| e04bc70 | She wasn't ready to settle down, she told her friends. That was one way of putting it. Another was would have been that she had not found anyone to settle down with. There had been several men in her life, but they hadn't been convincing. They'd been somewhat like her table - quickly acquired, brightened up a little, but temporary. The time for that kind of thing was running out, however. She was tired of renting. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| b1cf99a | There's only one thing I don't love about him. . | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 3a7f3ca | All you can ever achieve is a sense of your soul. You gain little glimpses of its light, colors, and contours. You feel the inspiration of its possibilities and the wonder of its mysteries. | John O'Donohue | ||
| 8ac2b93 | Beth feels likes this storm. Constant and persistent as a whole, but the more I get close and try to clutch the individual drops of rain, the more the water falls out of my hands. | Katie McGarry | ||
| f543901 | Don't think of it as falling. Think of it as jumping- with me." "How is jumping better?" "Falling happens. Jumping you choose." | Katie McGarry | ||
| 24f1c91 | In every religion, you find the same extremists. | Marjane Satrapi | ||
| 7c00e74 | Elsewhere is a negative mirror. The traveler recognizes the little that is his, discovering the much he has not had and will never have. | Italo Calvino | ||
| 2aa4434 | Lovers' reading of each other's bodies (of that concentrate of mind and body which lovers use to go to bed together) differs from the reading of written pages in that it is not linear. It starts at any point, skips, repeat itself, goes backward, insists, ramifies in simultaneous and divergent messages, converges again, has moments of irritation, turns the page, finds its place, gets lost. A direction can be recognized in it, a route to an e.. | Italo Calvino | ||
| f9e792c | In sickness and in sickness. That is what I wish for you. Don't seek or expect miracles. There are no miracles. Not anymore. And there are no cures for the hurt that hurts most. There is only the medicine of believing each other's pain, and being present for it. | mothers | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 1ce90f1 | Do stories, apart from happening, being, have something to say? For all my skepticism, some trace of irrational superstition did survive in me, the strange conviction, for example, that everything in life that happens to me also has a sense, that it means something, that life speaks to us about itself through its story, that it gradually reveals a secret, that it takes the form of a rebus whose message must be deciphered, that the stories w.. | meaning stories | Milan Kundera | |
| a06e74e | For the best part of 40 years she had genuinely believed that not doing things would somehow prevent regret, when, of course, the exact opposite was true. | Nick Hornby | ||
| 90197a6 | That is another chamber of my heart that shows no electrical activity - the chamber that used to flicker into life when I saw a film that moved me, or read a book that inspired me, or listened to music that made me want to cry. I closed that chamber myself, for all the usual reasons. And now I seem to have made a pact with some philistine devil: if I don't attempt to re-open it, I will be allowed just enough energy and optimism to get throu.. | growing life | Nick Hornby | |
| 84fc6b0 | I don't even feel as if I'm the center of my own world, so how am I supposed to feel as though I'm the center of anyone else's? | Nick Hornby | ||
| a9d9863 | The truth about life was that nothing ever ended until you died, and even then you just left a whole bunch of unresolved narratives behind you. | Nick Hornby | ||
| 555cb42 | Such wounds to the heart will probably never heal. But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 07fa209 | The world of the grotesque is the darkness within us. Well before Freud and Jung shined a light on the workings of the subconscious, this correlation between darkness and our subconscious, these two forms of darkness, was obvious to people. It wasn't a metaphor, even. If you trace it back further, it wasn't even a correlation. Until Edison invented the electric light, most of the world was totally covered in darkness. The physical darkness .. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 613c6b2 | Every one of us is losing something precious to us... Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That's what part of it means to be alive. But inside our heads- at least that's where I imagine it- there's a litle room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things of.. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| d13b9ec | Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. | Walter Isaacson | ||
| 4decd78 | But where pain was, healing could come; where loneliness was, new relationships could be formed; where rejection was, new love could be found. It was a moment. And moments changed. She would have to live through the moment to get to the next. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| b5142b1 | Then I realised that I was the god on this occasion. I had tried to help the bluebottle, but it wouldn't let me. And then I felt sorry for God because I understood his frustration. Sometimes when people offer a helping hand, it gets pushed away. People always want to help themselves first. | god help sorry | Cecelia Ahern | |
| 48724c3 | Home is not a place, but rather, the people you love | Jodi Picoult | ||
| b4c521d | Marina sighs. "Love's a tidal wave," she says. "Because it sweeps you off your feet?" I ask. "No. Because it sucks you under and you drown." | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 152ba6a | What is the point of trying to put down on paper emotions that are too complex, too huge, too overwhelming to be confined by an alphabet? Love isn't the only word that fails. Hate does, too. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 883dac3 | Life, it turns out, goes on. There is no cosmic rule that grants you immunity from the details just because you have come face-to-face with a catastrophe. The garbage can still overflow, the bills arrive in the mail, telemarketers, interrupt dinner. | jodi-picoult life moral perfect-match ran | Jodi Picoult | |
| 169935f | I know why the Jews and Muslims have nine hundred names for God; one small word is not enough for love. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9b7d255 | No wonder men got impervious to superficial pain, I thought. It came from this habit of hammering each other incessantly. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 0786932 | There is a sense in which we are all each other's consequences. | consequences each-other sense we | Wallace Stegner | |
| 3ccb971 | Jekyll had more than a father's interest; Hyde had more than a son's indifference. | Robert Louis Stevenson | ||
| 8df3707 | Make no mistake: peaceful madmen are ahead of the future. | peace war | Gabriel García Márquez | |
| 174c635 | But why diminish your soul being run-of-the-mill at something? Mediocrity: now there is ugliness for you. Mediocrity's a hairball coughed up on the Persian carpet of Creation. | average mediocrity | Tom Robbins |