1
2
3
5
8
12
20
33
52
83
133
213
340
543
867
1384
2208
3346
3522
5443
5619
6757
7581
7664
7665
7666
7667
7668
8098
8422
8625
8752
8832
8882
8913
8932
8945
8953
8957
8960
8962
8963
8964
8965
▲
▼
| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8a664fd | He produced a wide silver tray with wrought handles that was piled with sliced bread, grapes, apricots, oranges, apples, cheeses, and a goblet of red wine, and put it on the bed. "Wine?" I asked. I wanted a cup of tea. "Your blood needs its elements. Drink at least some of it." He sat on the bed next to me. "You must eat now. You will need your strength." At that moment, the pungent aroma of the cheeses, the sharp citrus of sliced oranges, .. | sustenance mina-harker mina-and-dracula hunger fruit | Karen Essex | |
| c6fc448 | You see, Great Caesar. she said, this is the way in which mortals retain the power of the divine---in every earthly choice they make. 'But it's a paradox.' he said. 'Human beings are in control of everything and nothing at all.' 'Yes, she answered, her coy smile spreading joy across her lovely face. It is that simple. | humanity human-condition | Karen Essex | |
| 9b9cbe9 | Waiters began to appear with tureens of soup, platters of fish and meat, and bowls of vegetables. Another with a huge gold tasting spoon hanging like a necklace at his chest showed the Count a bottle of wine, which he approved, and when opened, sniffed the cork, and then nodded so that a glass could be poured for me. He ordered the waiters to put everything on the table and retreat to the rear of the room. "I will serve her," he said. "Tell.. | thoughts likes-and-dislikes mina-and-dracula dinner | Karen Essex | |
| d91b287 | Ho personalmente sezionato la lingua, e benche non abbia trovato muscoli specifici per i pettegolezzi, questo sembra lo scopo principale di quell'organo-almeno a corte. | Karen Essex | ||
| 6d5ed81 | You see, Miss Mina, the air is thick with the spirits of the young sailors and fishermen who died in the sea. They still yearn for the love and touch of beautiful women, young men that they were when they were forced to leave their bodies and earthly pleasure behind. I tell you this to warn you, beauty that you are with your jet-colored hair and your lovely skin more pure and delicious than the top of the cream, and those eyes of yours that.. | warning mina-murray | Karen Essex | |
| 2624a8b | He leaned over toward me, putting his fingers under my chin. He grazed my lips with his nose and then with his own lips, first gently, and then taking them into his mouth and biting them one at a time. He put his big hand around my neck, covering my throat, terrifying me with the power he had to wrap those fingers tight and suffocate me, but exciting me because I knew that he would not do it. There was too much that he wanted from me, and I.. | passionate-kiss | Karen Essex | |
| db3b9f6 | The rolling hills we traveled through were lined with rows of crisscrossed crops- apple and pear trees, vines of grapes, and maize- creating bafflingly precise geometries. In the forested areas, the branches on the trees drooped lugubriously like the long sleeves of Druid priests. Jonathan pointed to the curved roads that cut through the hillsides and valleys. "Forged by Romans, Mina!" he said. "So many civilizations have come and gone on t.. | crops fruit-trees hills natures-beauty civilizations | Karen Essex | |
| 168ca01 | It is a woman's burden to suffer the machinations and destruction of men. | Karen Essex | ||
| f3d5f4e | I selected a simple but graceful gown with a sage-colored organza overdress and a seed-pearl choker, hoping that I had chosen well, and I swept my hair up with long, pearl-dotted pins from a small ivory box on the vanity. | pearls green mina-harker gown | Karen Essex | |
| 228fbc3 | Guinevere loved Arthur until she met Lancelot. Do you not agree that it is possible to love one person but encounter another whose very soul speaks to you? | love-another mina-murray | Karen Essex | |
| 2d7b526 | I suppose that Lucy and I were worthy of the male gaze, what with her pale blond beauty shown off nicely in a peach summer frock, in contrast to my black hair set against light skin. Tonight I wore my favorite dress of pale green linen, which everyone said complemented my eyes, and a cotton bolero jacket perfect for a summer evening. | lucy-westenra mina-murray | Karen Essex | |
| 2385ac9 | All my life I have known fear. But I have acted in spite of it. I urge you to do the same. Your father used to say that it is preferable to die rather than to live fearing death. | living-life-to-the-fullest living-fearlessly | Karen Essex | |
| cad0490 | I am now satisfied of what I always though--which is how much more women can do if they set about it then men. I will lay any bet that had you been here, you would not have got half as much on board as I have. | women women-vs-men | Karen Essex | |
| 264f0b6 | Feeding the family trumps conviction every time, Mary though, a basic law of the human condition. | human-condition starvation hunger | Karen Essex | |
| 2bd50e3 | Mr. Darwin demonstrated that we- male and female alike- were descended from wild animals. Women, held high in men's esteem and given the task of living up to a higher moral standard, seemed as capable as men of bestial behavior. Jonathan claimed that the women seduced him. It made sense, I suppose. It wasn't as if men evolved from beasts and women evolved from angels. But if women too gave free rein to our base wants, as I did in my dreams,.. | mina-harker moral-standards men-and-women | Karen Essex | |
| 2c0617f | He did not smile. 'We are the keepers of the world's greatest treasures. Does that mean nothing to you?' "My children are my greatest treasures,' she said. 'Stone no matter how old, means nothing to me when compared to their welfare." | motherhood greed-of-man selfishness pride | Karen Essex | |
| 8aba3cd | Lights like stars whirled past me from out of the darkness, and when I opened my eyes, I was lying on a bed covered in rich tapestry and piled high with pillows. The room was lit by candles in colossal iron holders that flickered on the walls. A great fire was ablaze in the hearth. I recognized the triptych of slender, arched windows, though I was seeing them for the first time from the inside. No longer empty, they were fitted with glass t.. | preternatural mina-and-dracula | Karen Essex | |
| 2ef0830 | It is not that I do not approve. Whatever a man's passion, he must pursue them, unless they offend God. | Karen Essex | ||
| e40b99c | The people call it a miracle; the scientists call it invention. But the invention is miraculous, is it not? | karen essex | ||
| 15265c4 | What will I taste like?" I asked. He inhaled deeply at the base of my throat. "Sweet and pure," he answered, "like white lilacs." | mina-and-dracula taste | Karen Essex | |
| 3357093 | Hungry men are not known for their patience or their kindness. | war patience-kindness pestilence | Karen Essex | |
| bde88ee | What is the difference between freedom and hedonism? Between freedom and insanity? | freedom-of-speech hedonism insanity | Karen Essex | |
| 39fc541 | Think about it. For the sake of fame, men will risk great dangers. They put themselves in the jaws of death more than for their children. For fame, they will spend their money like water and work their fingers to the bone. Have you not observed this in your own home? | men-and-fame men-and-greed | Karen Essex | |
| 9a1e665 | The strong do as they will while the weak suffer what they must. | suffering strong-vs-weak | Karen Essex | |
| 4e707ec | The merciful man is rarely victorious. One's enemies are like snakes; though one may learn to handle them, they are always poisonous. | kleopatra victory | Karen Essex | |
| 1e2a3d5 | Simplicity! He is as simple as a spider's web. | simplicity | Karen Essex | |
| ac6ba78 | Together, they were greater than either them could possibly be apart. Together, she prayed, they were invincible. | love invincible kleopatra-and-anthony togetherness | Karen Essex | |
| 2d76064 | The rich rarely give a black dog for a white monkey, my friend. It's the way of the world. | rich-vs-poor | Karen Essex | |
| 52ab389 | Those on the decline always criticize those on the rise. | power | Karen Essex | |
| 0311fa1 | Can you not see that we still might win? We lost a battle, not a war. | valour positive-attitude | Karen Essex | |
| 6767710 | Once you've spent a winter buried in the Alpine snow foraging for food, it's hard to complain over heat. | warm-weather julius-caesar | Karen Essex | |
| 646f098 | As a famous historian once said, in all its history, Rome deigned to fear two people; one was Hannibal, the other was a woman. | rome egypt | Karen Essex | |
| a550ee9 | I raised the hood of my cape and opened my umbrella. Headmistress had given it to me for my twenty-first birthday, knowing how fond I was of the purple foxglove that bloomed in the park. When open, the underside revealed in each of the panels a spray of painted stems, lush with lavender bells. "No matter how bad the weather, you will always be able to look up and see something that will cheer you," she had said, knowing that my quiet moods .. | purple umbrella | Karen Essex | |
| 34ccca2 | I was lying on a soft bed of fallen leaves, their crunch unmistakable beneath me as I twisted and writhed. The air was cool, but he was beside me, keeping me warm. He was as familiar to me as my own breathing, yet I was aware that his was not a simple human touch. His presence was less dense than the human body's but more powerful, and able to engulf me. I took in the ambrosia of his hot scent- wood, leather, and ancient spices- earthy, in .. | mina-and-dracula earthy | Karen Essex | |
| 31d1573 | I could see into the shadows, where the very blades of grass and the leaves and buds of plants were sharply defined though it was a dark night. I was acutely aware of my ears, hot, pulsing, and humming. Now fragrance took command, and I was struck with the scents of the evening. Unable to resist, I rolled on the ground, breathing in the wet tang of dewy grass and the musk of the mud in which it grew. I glided my muzzle through the blades, l.. | in-the-dark-of-the-night mina-murray olfactory-sensors forest | Karen Essex | |
| 334240d | With eerie slowness, his finger moved down my neck to the breastbone and across my chest until it reached my nipple. Then something extraordinary happened. He held it there, barely moving but sending a wild sensation through my breast that resonated in every curve and turn of me. My body was like a musical instrument that only he knew how to play. I tried to breathe while he moved at the same deliberate pace to the other breast, all the whi.. | Karen Essex | ||
| c1eef54 | Ach,' she says. 'There ain't nuffink in this world but men and women, is there? So you got to care about 'em, ain't you, else what you got to care about? | Michel Faber | ||
| 2685993 | The gate was made out of blocks of stone bigger across than I am tall. Something else supposedly built by the old gods, it was topped by a solid stone lintel with two carved lions that were supposed to roar if an enemy of the king passed beneath them. At least they were said to be lions. The stone had been weathered by the centuries, and only indistinct monster figures remained, facing each other over a short pillar. They remained silent as.. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 8328877 | He would go east and fight the emperor's wars, carrying out the bloody business of larger countries eating up the littler ones. It wasn't a matter of theory in a tiny office in the emperor's palace. It was the work of their lives and the end of many of them. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 61d4c31 | We do better when we are praised and worse when we feel unappreciated for our work. | work-hard | Megan Whalen Turner | |
| 493fcfd | To you alone, Eldest, the Fates have given unassailable rule. Time alters all things, except this one thing. For you alone, the wind that bellows the sails of rule makes no shift. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 09d174e | Will you sit down and stop shouting?" she asked. "I'll stop shouting. I won't sit down. I might need to throw more inkpots." | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| bafc5c3 | Unable to guess the answer, she asked, 'Who am I, that you should love me?' 'You are my Queen,' said Eugenides. She sat perfectly still, looking at him without moving as his words dropped like water into dry earth. 'Do you believe me?' he asked. 'Yes,' she answered. 'Do you love me?' 'Yes.' 'I love you.' And she believed him. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 35039f6 | where there is no peace, there are no trees. | Megan Whalen Turner |