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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| cea7f15 | Sometimes no length of string is long enough to say the thing that needs to be said. In such cases all the string can do, in whatever its form, is conduct a person's silence. | Nicole Krauss | ||
| 5fae8e9 | Does a leaf, when it falls from the tree in winter, feel defeated by the cold? The tree says to the leaf: "That's the cycle of life. You may think you're going to die, but you live on in me. It's thanks to you that I'm alive, because I can breathe. It's also thanks to you that I have felt loved, because I was able to give shade to the weary traveller. Your sap is in my sap; we are one thing." | love struggle | Paulo Coelho | |
| 2ead4b8 | Do something instead of killing time. Because time is killing you. | activity carpe-diem procrastination time | Paulo Coelho | |
| cf0012d | I learned that the world has a soul, and that whoever understands that soul can also understand the language of things. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 82572db | I think classical ballet dancers dance on pointe because they're simultaneously touching the earth and reaching up to the skies | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 4af41b7 | I've realised that sometimes you get no second chance and that it's best to accept the gifts the world offers you. Of course it's risky, but is the risk any greater than the chance of the bus that took forty-eight hours to bring me here having an accident? If I must be faithful to someone or something, then I have, first of all, to be faithful to myself. If I'm looking for true love, I first have to get the mediocre loves out of my system. .. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| ce9e6fa | There's nothing deeper than love. In fairy tales, the princesses kiss the frogs, and the frogs become princes. In real life,the princesses kiss princes, and the princes turn into frogs. | cynical humour love ugly-truths | Paulo Coelho | |
| 629b65f | Probably for every man there is at least one city that sooner or later turns into a girl. How well or how badly the man actually knew the girl doesn't necessarily affect the transformation. She was there, and she was the whole city, and that's that. | love | J.D. Salinger | |
| c2ca9dd | It's history. It's poetry. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 604f5f2 | Who are we but the stories we tell ourselves, about ourselves, and believe? | Scott Turow | ||
| 37f333e | He couldn't figure out if she was immensely well adjusted or seriously messed up. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| d80b9ae | Without privacy there was no point in being an individual. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| e2329ea | the river is everywhere at once, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the rapids, in the sea, in the mountains, everywhere at once, and that there is only the present time for it, not the shadow of the past, not the shadow of the future. | time | Hermann Hesse | |
| c6cda54 | Within Siddhartha there slowly grew and ripened the knowledge of what wisdom really was and the goal of his long seeking. It was nothing but a preparation of the soul, a capacity, a secret art of thinking, feeling and breathing thoughts of unity at every moment of life. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 447226b | Please," I gasped out. He just brushed his lips against my jaw, my neck, my mouth. "Tamlin," I begged. He palmed my breast, his thumb flicking over my nipple. I cried out, and he buried himself in me with a mighty stroke. For a moment, I was nothing, no one. Then we were fused, two hearts beating as one, and I promised myself it always would be that way as he pulled out a few inches, the muscles of his back flexing beneath my hands, and the.. | erotic erotic-romance erotic-scenes erotica erotism fake-marketing new-adult new-adult-fantasy new-adult-lit new-adult-paranormal-romance new-adult-romance new-adult-romance-and-suspense not-for-readers-under-18 sex sex-scenes smut smut-books | Sarah J. Maas | |
| df67075 | He chuckled. Even as he said my most private thoughts, even as I burned with outrage and shame, I trembled at the grip still on my mind. Rhysand turned to the High Lord. "I'm curious: Why did she wonder if it would feel good to have you bite her breast the way you bit her neck?" "Let. Her. Go." Tamlin's face was twisted with such feral rage that it struck a different, deeper chord of terror in me. "If it's any consolation," Rhysand confided.. | high-fae rhys rhysand tamlin | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 0da2093 | For him, I had done this-for him I'd gladly wrecked myself and my immortal soul. And now I had an eternity to live with it. | feyre immortal sacrifice sarah-j-maas tamlin young-adult | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 8a00ad5 | It's a rare day indeed when someone thanks you for bringing them to their death. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 6912753 | And Manon understood in that moment that there were forces greater than obedience, and discipline, and brutality. Understood that she had not been born soulless; she had not been born without a heart. For there were both, begging her not to swing that blade. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 515f8aa | I have better things to do than care about whether you live or die. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 18942f1 | Arobynn told me that second place was just a nice title for the first loser | throne-of-glass | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 7018e68 | We held each other in silence for minutes. Hours. Two souls, twining in the dark. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 73bc53a | As long as we live, our self-absorption and our insecurity will walk together, holding hands and swinging them back and forth like two little girls on their way to a pretend playground they can never find. Human nature dictates that most often we will be as insecure as we are self-absorbed. The best possible way to keep from getting sucked into the superficial narcissistic mentality that money, possessions, and sensuality can satisfy and se.. | Beth Moore | ||
| 5a7027a | So you did get it?" I asked, suddenly babbling. "I wasn't sure. I mean, sometimes we don't get very good reception at school. But I guess you know that, living on a farm and all." Shut up, shut up, shut up . He smiled slowly. "Hunter, are you nervous?" "Shut up." "Are you going to ask me to prom?" he teased. "Shut up," I repeated, choking on a horrified laugh. He grinned. "I look pretty good in a tux." I rolled my eyes, suddenly comfortable.. | quinn | Alyxandra Harvey | |
| 8c3d813 | She was almost at the top of the steps, and Shane was right behind her, when she heard Myrnin say, in a quiet voice that was like the old Myrnin, the one she actually liked, "I'm sorry, Claire. I never meant - I'm sorry. Sometimes I don't know... I don't know what I am thinking. I wish... I wish things could be like they were before." | ghost-town morganville-vampires myrnin rachel-caine vampire vampires | Rachel Caine | |
| 6bb5ef5 | He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane's solid, very human warmth. His arms went around her, and he touched his lips lightly to the back of her neck. "How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had?" "I sweat perfume. Like all girls." | shane-collins | Rachel Caine | |
| cd24724 | Jeez, Claire. If I didn't love you, you'd scare me. | morganville-vampires rachel-caine | Rachel Caine | |
| 13b44c3 | Whatever, crazy chick who maybe lives here and maybe also breaks into Michael's house when they're all gone. I'm out. Have a nice delusion. -Shayne | delusion humour morganville-vampires | Rachel Caine | |
| 02ed76e | Now," said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve." | paranormal romance | Rachel Caine | |
| 351522c | Perfection is a stick with which to beat the possible. | page-81 perfection | Rebecca Solnit | |
| 45b38c2 | The trouble with aggressive nonsmokers is that they feel they are doing you a favor by not allowing you to smoke. They seem to think that one day you'll look back and thank them for those precious fifteen seconds they just added to your life. What they don't understand is that those are just fifteen more seconds you can spend hating their guts and plotting revenge. | humor joke vindictive | David Sedaris | |
| 60854df | You were my last chance' she's said but don't all women say that? - But can it be by 'last chance' she doesn't mean mere marriage but some profoundly sad realization of something in me she really needs to go on living, at least that impression coming across anyway on the force of all the gloom we've shared - | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 8d1eba6 | It is on a day like this one, a little later a little earlier that you descover without surprise that something is wrong that you don't know how to live and you will never know | Georges Perec | ||
| efd6e52 | Faith isn't an act of intelligence, it's an act of imagination. | Christopher Moore | ||
| 4d5e13c | No one knows why, but second only to eating the brains of the living, the dead love affordable prefab furniture. | Christopher Moore | ||
| a49b11c | Words have their own hierarchy, their own protocol, their own artistic titles, their own plebeian stigmas. | José Saramago | ||
| 6d9c0da | If all else fails, we will simply have to drug our attendants, overpower the guards, raise the oppressed peasants to arms, and take over the government. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 2e84622 | When you apologize, try not to smile at the same time. It ruins the effect | Laurell K Hamilton | ||
| 630bc82 | Of course, the liar often imagines that he does no harm as long as his lies go undetected. | lying | Sam Harris | |
| aa4b56e | How often people speak of art and science as though they were two entirely different things, with no interconnection. An artist is emotional, they think, and uses only his intuition; he sees all at once and has no need of reason. A scientist is cold, they think, and uses only his reason; he argues carefully step by step, and needs no imagination. That is all wrong. The true artist is quite rational as well as imaginative and knows what he i.. | intuition logic science | Isaac Asimov | |
| 48d7020 | I wanted to be a psychological engineer, but we lacked the facilities, so I did the next best thing - I went into politics. It's practically the same thing. | Isaac Asimov | ||
| 7096af8 | This hill, though high, I covet to ascend; The difficulty will not me offend. For I perceive the way to life lies here. Come, pluck up, heart; let's neither faint nor fear. Better, though difficult, the right way to go, Than wrong, though easy, where the end is woe. | inspirational | John Bunyan | |
| d0c24c0 | All there is to thinking is seeing something noticeable which makes you see something you weren't noticing which makes you see something that isn't even visible. | Norman Maclean | ||
| f31ffe6 | I saw thee once - only once - years ago: I must not say how many - but not many. It was a July midnight; and from out A full-orbed moon, that, like thine own soul, soaring, Sought a precipitate pathway up through heaven, There fell a silvery-silken veil of light, With quietude, and sultriness, and slumber, Upon the upturn'd faces of a thousand Roses that grew in an enchanted garden, Where no wind dared stir, unless on tiptoe - Fell on the u.. | helen poetry whitman | Edgar Allan Poe |