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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 20ae112 | But she woke up just then, and in the moonlight covered herself with a blanket. She smiled at him drowsily and called him "Yero, my hero," and that melted his heart." | Gregory Maguire | ||
| ea13a54 | She says you're not truly human until you've had your heart broken and you've broken someone's heart. | human love | Catherine Gilbert Murdock | |
| 327b45e | Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood. | native-american-genocide racism slavery | Colson Whitehead | |
| 1545169 | What you can do is often simply a matter of what you will do. | Norton Juster | ||
| d9841a2 | Every time you try to flirt with her, a puppy dies. | humor love | Maureen Johnson | |
| 7cdcbdc | I know what the world has done to my brother and how narrowly he has survived it. And I know, which is much worse, and this is the crime of which I accuse my country and my countrymen, and for which neither I nor time nor history will ever forgive them, that they have destroyed and are destroying hundreds of thousands of lives and do not know it and do not want to know it. One can be, indeed one must strive to become, tough and philosophica.. | James Baldwin | ||
| 238cf2c | I do not know if all cops are poets, but I know that all cops carry guns with triggers. | fiction humor rsas | Ralph Ellison | |
| 5072f0f | She had a way of embroidering life with stars. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| fc60c7b | Anne reveled in the world of color about her. "Oh, Marilla," she exclaimed one Saturday morning, coming dancing in with her arms full of gorgeous boughs, "I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it? Look at these maple branches. Don't they give you a thrill--several thrills?" | october | L.M. Montgomery | |
| fe3f88a | Everything that's worth having is some trouble... | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 2a9699e | Simply put, feminism is a movement to end sexism, sexist exploitation, and oppression. This was a definition of feminism I offered in Feminist Theory: From Margin to Center more than 10 years ago. It was my hope at the time that it would become a common definition everyone would use. I liked this definition because it did not imply that men were the enemy. By naming sexism as the problem it went directly to the heart of the matter. Practica.. | sexism | Bell Hooks | |
| 5afe1a0 | Everybody gets scared sometimes, May Belle. You don't have to be ashamed. | shame | Katherine Paterson | |
| 3789493 | Was there happiness at the end [of the movie], they wanted to know. If someone were to ask me today whether the story of Hassan, Sohrab, and me ends with happiness, I wouldn't know what to say. Does anybody's? After all, life is not a Hindi movie. Zendagi migzara, Afghans like to say: Life goes on, undmindful of beginning, en, kamyab, nah-kam, crisis or catharsis, moving forward like a slow, dusty caravan of kochis. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 34f5eb6 | In the coming days and weeks, Laila would scramble frantically to commit it all to memory, what happened next. Like an art lover running out of a burning museum, she would grab whatever she could--a look, a whisper, a moan--to salvage from perishing to preserve. But time is the most unforgiving of fires, and she couldn't, in the end, save it all. | time | Khaled Hosseini | |
| a5378e1 | Just as music is noise that makes sense, a painting is colour that makes sense, so a story is life that makes sense. | art books | Yann Martel | |
| cc8f60e | Why had he never appreciated the miracle that he was, brain and nerve and bounding heart? | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 89f9961 | Well, I don't know how to break this to you, but I think they have noticed we broke into Gringotts. | gringotts ron-weasley | J.K. Rowling | |
| 3ca6a6d | Harry Potter," he said very softly. His voice might have been part of the spitting fire. "The Boy Who Lived." None of the Death Eaters moved. They were waiting. Everything was waiting. Hagrid was struggling, and Bellatrix was panting, and Harry thought inexplicably of Ginny, and her blazing look, and the feel of her lips on his-- Voldemort had raised his wand. His head was still tilted to one side, like a curious child, wondering what would.. | harry-potter the-end voldemort | J.K. Rowling | |
| d101beb | Then he heard a terrible cry that pulled at his insides, that expressed agony of a kind that neither flame nor curse could cause, and he stood up, swaying, more frightened than he had been that day, more frightened, perhaps, than he had been in his whole life... | hogwarts | J.K. Rowling | |
| 45fa067 | Me. A bad boy. For eating boiled peanuts in the graveyard. Go figure. | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| 51fb174 | It took me a long time to realize that distance can ruin even the best of intentions. | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| 8366cb7 | You think I'm gonna feel better eatin' a carrot? Get a grip. There's two idiots out there trying to kill me, and you think I'm gonna waste my last breath on a vegetable? (Lula) | Janet Evanovich | ||
| 8d3604d | Ranger sent us to check on you," Hal said. "We just got here, and we heard shots." "Some moron ate my jelly doughnut," Lula said. "So I shot him." | Janet Evanovich | ||
| 6648853 | When the music is over, she keeps her head down till she finds her seat again, and I wonder how many times each day she dies a little. | Libba Bray | ||
| 23929dd | If emotion can create a physical action, then duplicating the physical action can re-create the emotion. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 3c2a5fe | Every time we burn a gallon of gas or an acre of rain forest, aren't we killing the future to preserve the present? | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 24d23f5 | Sometimes you have to lie. But to yourself you must always tell the truth. | Louise Fitzhugh | ||
| a78522a | I've reached the age where bruises are formed from failures within rather than accidents without. | failure | Nicole Krauss | |
| 72b77e8 | Take a moment from time to time to remember that you are alive. I know this sounds a trifle obvious, but it is amazing how little time we take to remark upon this singular and gratifying fact. By the most astounding stroke of luck an infinitesimal portion of all the matter in the universe came together to create you and for the tiniest moment in the great span of eternity you have the incomparable privilege to exist. | Bill Bryson | ||
| 3af2faa | I have long known that it is part of God's plan for me to spend a little time with each of the most stupid people on earth, and Mary Ellen was proof that even in the Appalachian woods I would not be spared. It became evident that she was a rarity. | Bill Bryson | ||
| 9905c80 | I was heading to Nebraska. Now there's a sentence you don't want to say too often if you can possibly help it. | Bill Bryson | ||
| de7bbbc | No one can do everything, but everyone can do something | Max Lucado | ||
| 2d3906e | Does a soldier go to war in order to kill the enemy? no, he goes in order to die for his country. Does a wife want to show her husband how happy she is? no, she wants him to see how she suffers in order to make him happy Does the husband go to work thinking he will find personal fulfillment there? no, he is giving his sweat and tears for the good of the family And so it goes on: sons give up their dreams to please their parents, parents giv.. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 6d6bca3 | She wasn't a victim of fate, she was running her own risks, pushing beyond her own limits, experiencing things which, one day, in the silence of her heart, in the tedium of old age, she would remember almost with nostalgia - however absurd that might seem. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 28f32c5 | I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 3a54515 | He had a theory, Walt did, that the religious life, and all the agony that goes with it, is just something God sicks on people who have the gall to accuse him of having created an ugly world. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 930212b | The mistaken and unhappy notion that a man is an enduring unity is known to you. It is also known to you that a man consists of a multitude of souls, of numerous selves. The separation of the unity of the personality into these numerous pieces passes for madness. Science has invented the name schizomania for it. Science is in this so far right as no multiplicity maybe dealt with unless there be a series, a certain order and grouping. It is .. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| e458520 | Life rises out of death, death rises out of life; in being opposite they yearn to each other, they give birth to each other and are forever reborn. And with them, all is reborn, the flower of the apple tree, the light of the stars. In life is death. In death is rebirth. What then is life without death? Life unchanging, everlasting, eternal?-What is it but death-death without rebirth? | death equilibrium life | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| dd2d75c | Are you ashamed of what I've done?" she dared to ask. His brow creased. "Why would you ever think that?" She couldn't quite look him in the eye as she ran a finger down the blanket. "Are you?" Aedion was silent long enough that she lifted her head - but found him gazing toward the door, as though he could see through it, across the city, to the captain. When he turned to her, his handsome face was open - soft in a way she doubted many ever.. | aelin-ashryver-galathynius family friendship love queen-of-shadows throne-of-glass | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 8340889 | I'd much rather you licked my wounds for me. My heart pounded, faster and faster, and a strange sort of rush went through my veins as I read the sentence again and again. A challenge. I clamped my lips shut to keep from smiling as I wrote, Lick you where, exactly? The paper vanished before I'd even completed the final mark. His reply was a long time coming. Then, Wherever you want to lick me, Feyre. I'd like to start with "Everywhere," but .. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 2eb9e77 | Chaol," he said, looking over his shoulder. Dorian's eyes were frozen, his jaw clenched. "Treat her well." | celaena-sardothien chaol crown-of-midnight dorian fantasy love price princess throne-of-glass ya ya-fiction | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 85c2523 | in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems | E.E. Cummings | ||
| a670af1 | Do you have agendas for your children that are more important than the children themselves? Lost in the shuffle of uniforms, practices, games, recitals, and performances can be the creative and joyful soul of your child. Watch and listen carefully. Do they have time to daydream? From their dreams will emerge the practices and activities that will make self-discipline as natural as breathing. | William Martin | ||
| 39a8607 | What do you think has become of the young and old men? And what do you think has become of the women and children? They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.. | homage life poem reflection song walt-whitman | Walt Whitman |