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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 26d7827 | When in doubt, get the fuck out. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| e50e23b | Thank you." I pulled the soft material close. "I think the general public would be shocked to know how deep your sweetness runs." Daemon stretched out, resting on his side."They can never know." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 468a46c | He was there. Like always, holding me up when I couldn't' stand and letting me go when he knew I needed him to. He was more than just a shelter. Aiden my other half, my equal. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 7b36dae | I shot him a look. "That bouncer was really big." His lips quirked. "Oh, Kitten, see, I try not to say bad things." "What?" The grin spread. "I would say size doesn't matter but it does. I would know." he winked, and I let out a disgusted groan. He laughed." | humor humorous humour | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| 174e64c | Alex fainted--" "I didn't faint," I grumbled, feeling my cheeks flush. Aiden's lip curved up on one side. "Okay. She was suddenly not walking or talking anymore. During that time, she saw Seth. Apparently he used Hermes to pull her in." "Hermes?" Apollo hissed--actually hissed like an angry lion. "That little, punk-ass bitch." My brows rose." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 2506e7b | We only came close to dying six or seven times which I thought was pretty good. A minute later Annabeth hit a slippery patch of moss and her foot slipped. Fortunately she found something else to put it against. Unfortunately that something was my face. | percy-jackson | Rick Riordan | |
| 833dd27 | I wondered if Olympus had gone to a commercial break, or if our ratings had been any good. | Rick Riordan | ||
| a056700 | Um," Grover said. "Percy?" "Yeah?" "I thought you'd want to know." "Yeah?" "Cerberus? He's saying we've got ten seconds to pray to the god of our choice.After that...well...he's hungry." | hungry | Rick Riordan | |
| d19b8a4 | I can't believe how much this place has grown," Hazel muttered. The taxi driver grinned in the rearview mirror. "Been a long time since you visited, miss?" "About seventy years," Hazel said. The driver slid the glass partition closed and drove on in silence." | humor percy-jackson-and-the-olympians taxi-driver the-heroes-of-olympus the-son-of-neptune | Rick Riordan | |
| b0157f3 | Calm down, Horus said. "Don't tell me to calm down!" Bast frowned. "I didn't." "Talking to him!" I pointed at my forehead." | Rick Riordan | ||
| bd160d5 | Wrongly chosen, wrongly slain, A hero Valhalla cannot contain. Nine days hence the sun must go east, Ere Sword of Summer unbinds the beast. | Rick Riordan | ||
| f146d47 | Happy Birthday Seaweed Brain | birthday percabeth percy | Rick Riordan | |
| 6be417a | then things got even stranger. Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holding a pen in his hand. "What ho, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen through the air. Mrs. Dodds lunged at me. With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the ballpoint pen out of the air, but when it hit my hand, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a swo.. | olympians pen percy-jackson | Rick Riordan | |
| 97a4da4 | Piper was maybe the most impressive. She fenced with the giantess Periboia, sword against sword. Despite the fact that her opponent was five times larger, Piper seemed to be holding her own. The goddess Aphrodite floated around them on a small white cloud, strewing rose petals in the giantess's eyes and calling encouragement to Piper. 'Lovely, my dear. Yes, good. Hit her again! | blood-of-olympus piper-mclean rick-riordan | Rick Riordan | |
| f3faee5 | Nico realized how ridiculous it sounded. He'd never told anyone about Jules-Albert - not even Hazel. But he kept talking. 'Hades had this idea that I should, you know, try to act like a modern teenager. Make friends. Get to know the twenty-first century. He vaguely understood that mortal parents drive their kids around a lot. He couldn't do that. So his solution was a zombie. | Rick Riordan | ||
| ac233ea | What's the best part of being in Hermes cabin? Connor: You are never lonely. I mean seriously, new kids are always coming in. So you always have someone to talk to. Travis: Or prank. Connor: Or pickpocket. One big happy family. | funny hermes-cabin | Rick Riordan | |
| 51cb455 | Grover: It's a very sweet love story. I get misty-eyed every time I play it. So does Percy, but I think that's because he's laughing at me. | grover-underwood reed-pipe | Rick Riordan | |
| a66432a | You look like the type of people who would criticize a misspelling in a suicide note. | Tucker Max | ||
| 24d2cbe | You're just a bee charmer, Idgie Threadgoode. That's what you are, a bee charmer. | Fannie Flagg | ||
| 138ccdb | Little girls are cute and small only to adults. To one another they are not cute. They are life sized. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 46c3efb | Because the only way anyone will ever be okay with me is if they love me. Really love me enough to not care that I'm damaged. | Katie McGarry | ||
| d3bd9b8 | Think she could have told us we were going to fight the NFL?" "Would that have stopped you?" "No" "Me either." The laughter between the two of us echoed into the night." | Katie McGarry | ||
| 5d036e2 | trust your heart but use your head | Julie Garwood | ||
| 09c42a7 | We tiptoed around each other like heartbreaking new friends. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 598b1f2 | The study of law can be disappointing at times, a matter of applying narrow rules and arcane procedure to an uncooperative reality; a sort of glorified accounting that serves to regulate the affairs of those who have power--and that all too often seeks to explain, to those who do not, the ultimate wisdom and justness of their condition. But that's not all the law is. The law is also memory; the law also records a long-running conversation, .. | justice law law-school society | Barack Obama | |
| e3a3f96 | You have with you the book you were reading in the cafe, which you are eager to continue, so that you can then hand it on to her, to communicate again with her through the channel dug by others' words, which, as they are uttered by an alien voice, by the voice of that silent nobody made of ink and typographical spacing, can become yours and hers, a language, a code between the two of you, a means to exchange signals and recognize each other.. | Italo Calvino | ||
| a7009f0 | Who are we, who is each one of us, if not a combination of experiences, information, books we have read, things imagined? Each life is an encyclopedia, a library, an inventory of objects, a series of styles, and everything can be constantly shuffled and reordered in every way conceivable. | Italo Calvino | ||
| 0829c6f | They were all in their early thirties. An age at which it is sometimes hard to admit that what you are living is your life. | Alice Munro | ||
| f1954c4 | Everything that's born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they're all on fire, and we're all trapped. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| c10f2be | She wrote, I wish I could be a girl again, with a chance to live my life again. I have suffered so much more than I needed to. And the joys I have felt have not always been joyous. I could have lived differently. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 8ba56ed | I'd lost count of the disappointments. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| ebc28b5 | I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 5e26872 | Totalitarianism is not only hell, but all the dream of paradise-- the age-old dream of a world where everybody would live in harmony, united by a single common will and faith, without secrets from one another. Andre Breton, too, dreamed of this paradise when he talked about the glass house in which he longed to live. If totalitarianism did not exploit these archetypes, which are deep inside us all and rooted deep in all religions, it could .. | paradise totalitarianism utopia | Milan Kundera | |
| ba2a30f | She loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It differentiated her from the others | Milan Kundera | ||
| 56c5ac0 | The fresh smell of coffee soon wafted through the apartment, the smell that separates night from day. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| b710750 | In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado sweeping across the plains--flattening everything in its path, tossing things up in the air, ripping them to shreds, crushing them to bits. The tornado's intensity doesn't abate for a second as it blasts across the ocean, laying waste to Angkor Wat, incinerating an Indian jungle, tigers and everything, transformi.. | intensity love monumental tornado | Haruki Murakami | |
| d7c3170 | Either things grow and change or they die. | Kim Edwards | ||
| 8ea80b1 | There are some weapons you can't protect yourself against. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 28d1f09 | The way i see it, love is just a bigger, stickier form of trust. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 387b5cb | It was so damn hard to find love in this world, to locate someone who could make you feel that there was a reason you'd been put on this earth. A child, I imagined, was the purest form of that. A child was the love you didn't have to look for, didn't have to prove anything to, didn't have to worry about losing. Which is why, when it happened, it hurt so badly. | loss love | Jodi Picoult | |
| 5e5a285 | What he did was wrong. He doesn't deserve your love. But he does deserve your forgiveness, because otherwise he will grow like a weed in your heart until it's choked and overrun. The only person who suffers, when you squirrel away all that hate, is you. | hate love suffer | Jodi Picoult | |
| 694d2a6 | Lord that she might be safe. She and my children. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 5147a68 | I didn't want to tell the story of what makes two people come together, although that's a theme of great power and universality. I wanted to find out what it takes for two people to stay together for fifty years -- or more. I wanted to tell not the story of courtship, but the story of marriage. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| fb5e5fe | He knows that there's no better way in the world to aggravate somebody who's trying to make it hard for you than by acting like you're not bothered. | bother ken-kesey one-flew-over-the-cuckoo-s-nest | Ken Kesey |