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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1462bbe | I lifted onto my toes, put my hands aroung his neck, and pulled him down. When our lips met, that first jolt... It was everything I hadn't felt with Simon, everything I wanted to feel. His hands went around my waist, pulling me closer-- | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| ee00ce5 | Derek lunged. He hit me in the shoulder and knocked me to the floor, landing on top of me. His body jerked, like he'd been hit with the spell, and I let out a yelp, struggling to get up, but he held me down, whispering "I'm okay, it's okay" until the words penetrated." | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 473f3cc | Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee? But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself. | Albert Camus | ||
| a46cff0 | There is no longer a single idea explaining everything, but an infinite number of essences giving a meaning to an infinite number of objects. The world comes to a stop, but also lights up. | the-myth-of-sisyphus the-world | Albert Camus | |
| d342801 | One should never mistake pattern for meaning. | Iain Banks | ||
| 0c69022 | That I wasn't mad at . Can't you see that Bella?" He was suddenly intense, all trace of teasing gone. "Don't you understand?" "See what?" I demanded, confused by his sudden mood swing as much as his words. "I'm never angry with you - how could it be? Brave, trusting . . . warm as you are." "Then why?" I whispered, remembering the black moods that pulled him away from me, that I'd always interpreted as well-justified frustration - frustrati.. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| bba70cf | You think I regret saving your life? | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| b503a8b | The way I feel about you will never change. Of course I love you--and there's nothing you can do about it!" "That's all I needed to hear." | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| d8b5615 | Language disguises the thought; so that from the external form of the clothes one cannot infer the form of the thought they clothe, because the external form of the clothes is constructed with quite another object than to let the form of the body be recognized. | Ludwig Wittgenstein | ||
| bc047e5 | Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 485fede | Was I sleeping, while the others suffered? Am I sleeping now? Tomorrow, when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say of today? That with Estragon my friend, at this place, until the fall of night, I waited for Godot? | Samuel Beckett | ||
| ae53914 | The contemplation of beauty, whether it be a uniquely tinted sunset, a radiant face, or a work of art, makes us glance back unwittingly at our personal past and juxtapose ourselves and our inner being with the utterly unattainable beauty revealed to us. | Vladimir Nabokov | ||
| 5e1be01 | They were conquerors, and for that you want only brute force--nothing to boast of, when you have it, since your strength is just an accident arising from the weakness of others. | Joseph Conrad | ||
| 76e097e | Human nature will not flourish, any more than a potato, if it be planted and replanted, for too long a series of generations, in the same worn-out soil. My children have had other birthplaces, and, so far as their fortunes may be within my control, shall strike their roots into unaccustomed earth. | Nathaniel Hawthorne | ||
| 29e03b5 | My dear, dear girl [. . .] we can't turn back the days that have gone. We can't turn life back to the hours when our lungs were sound, our blood hot, our bodies young. We are a flash of fire--a brain, a heart, a spirit. And we are three-cents-worth of lime and iron--which we cannot get back. | Thomas Wolfe | ||
| 281fe3c | Why are we so attached to the severities of the past? Why are we so proud of having endured our fathers and our mothers, the fireless days and the meatless days, the cold winters and the sharp tongues? It's not as if we had a choice. | Hilary Mantel | ||
| 4c177ea | From daydreams on the road there was no waking. He plodded on. He could remember everything of her save her scent. Seated in a theatre with her beside him leaning forward listening to the music. Gold scrollwork and sconces and the tall columnar folds of the drapes at either side of the stage. She held his hand in her lap and he could feel the tops of her stockings through the thin stuff of her summer dress. Freeze this frame. Now call down .. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| f17a320 | If I were going to begin practicing the presence of God for the first time today, it would help to begin by admitting the three most terrible truths of our existence: that we are so ruined, and so loved, and in charge of so little. | Anne Lamott | ||
| e29094a | Fate is shaped half by expectation, half by inattention. | expectation fate | Amy Tan | |
| 711b4c7 | I learned to make things not matter, to put a seal on my hopes and place them on a high shelf, out of reach. And by telling myself that there was nothing inside those hopes anyway, I avoided the wounds of deep disappointment. The pain was no worse than the quick sting of a booster shot. And yet thinking about this makes me ache again. How is it that as a child I knew I should have been loved more? Is everyone born with a bottomless emotiona.. | Amy Tan | ||
| 012df1a | The very design of neoliberal principles is a direct attack on democracy. | democracy neoliberalism | Noam Chomsky | |
| 44baed9 | No honest journalist should be willing to describe himself or herself as 'embedded.' To say, 'I'm an embedded journalist' is to say, 'I'm a government Propagandist. | journalism propaganda war | Noam Chomsky | |
| e2ee577 | We need not stride resolutely towards catastrophe, merely because those are the marching orders. | Noam Chomsky | ||
| c316a8a | When you throw everything up in the air anything becomes possible. | Salman Rushdie | ||
| c1fba8e | Whores and writers, Mahound. We are the people you can't forgive. | writers | Salman Rushdie | |
| 422678f | Meaning is a shaky edifice we build out of scraps, dogmas, childhood injuries, newspaper articles, chance remarks, old fillms, small victories, people hated, people loved; perhaps it is because our sense of what is the case is constructed from such inadequate materials that we defend it so fiercely, even to death. | life meaning | Salman Rushdie | |
| 0cb1dfd | We are men and our lot in life is to learn and to be hurled into inconceivable new worlds. | Carlos Castaneda | ||
| c7500fb | But man, proud man, Dress'd in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd-- His glassy essence--like an angry ape Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As makes the angels weep; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal. | war | William Shakespeare | |
| c5da864 | Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth. | troubles | William Shakespeare | |
| 4cdbd66 | My Crown is in my heart, not on my head: Not deck'd with Diamonds, and Indian stones: Nor to be seen: my Crown is call'd Content, A Crown it is, that seldom Kings enjoy. | king-henry-vi kings shakespeare | William Shakespeare | |
| c945dc1 | it is my lady! *sighs* o, it is my love! o, that she knew she were! she speaks, yet she sais nothing. what of that? her eye discourses; i will answer it. i am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks; two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, having some business, do entreat her eyes to twinkle in their spheres till they return. | William Shakespeare | ||
| c95d375 | Where is Polonius? HAMLET In heaven. Send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him i' th' other place yourself. But if indeed you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby. | humor sinister | William Shakespeare | |
| c527300 | You know, If you weren't tiny, cute and remarkably innocent looking I'd be running away right now. This feels like the set-up to some torture porn. | josh joshua-wasserstein | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 2826770 | One regular, clockworkorange88, said this: Sounds about right. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 44c725a | You must save what you can of your life; you musn't lose it all simply because you've lost a part. | Henry James | ||
| cc83580 | You could have gotten a car with GPS," Total said helpfully. Yes," I said "Or we could have brought along a dog that doesn't talk." I gave Angel a pointed look, and she smiled, well, angelically, at me. Total huffed, offended at me and climbed into her lap..." | James Patterson | ||
| 12dedcf | I looked around. As flock leader, everyone was expecting me to make a decision. Jeb's presence here would bring uncertainty, chaos, probably danger. It would perk up my day. | jeb max maximum-ride | James Patterson | |
| 3086a90 | A vet! I started laughing weakly and had to sit on the edge of the tub. A vet. Wait till they found out how appropriate that was. | James Patterson | ||
| 8e3bd0f | Angel wanted them all to burn in h-e- double toothpicks forever. | James Patterson | ||
| ae0ce4e | Veins practically popping out of his neck, the jerk leaned out his window and yelled a bunch of swear words, including a new one I tucked away in my brain for future use, if necessary. | James Patterson | ||
| 108c40b | What are we but our stories? | James Patterson | ||
| 4249757 | Choose now,' he spat, his eyes practically shooting sparks. 'Me or him.' 'Gosh, Fang, you romantic fool,' I said sarcastically. 'How incredibly sexist-pig of you. | James Patterson | ||
| 455169e | Great, they give blind kids guns," I said, trying to lessen his horror. "I don't even let Iggy have a gun. Usually." | gun iggy | James Patterson | |
| b3860c3 | Self-pity in its early stages is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable. | self-pity | Maya Angelou |