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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e0c6084 | Look forward, not back. Correct your course and go on. You cannot undo yesterday's journey. | Robin Hobb | ||
| f8e53ce | Put all your eggs in one basket... the handle's going to break. Then all you've got is scrambled eggs. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 333beff | Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 068fd2a | There, that's better. Now you look like the wild scrub that fell into my life." "Because you loosened the vent's screws." "Best. Decision. Ever." | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| 5182e6a | You asked how I can be so calm. I don't have time not to be. I would like to grieve and worry and carry on, but that doesn't achieve results. | maria v. snyder | ||
| 10664b8 | Naked lions are just as dangerous as elegantly dressed ones | introverts lions public-speaking | Susan Cain | |
| e761727 | Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. | Susan Cain | ||
| 82ca263 | There are So many positions of Love: Each curve on a branch, The thousand different ways Your eyes can embrace us, The infinite shapes your Mind can draw, The spring Orchestra of scents, The currents of light combusting Like passionate lips, The revolution of Existence's skirt Whose folds contain other worlds. Your every sigh that falls against His inconceivable Omnipresent Body. | hafiz | شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī | |
| 6dde040 | I have no will, unless it be the will never to decide. I have been so overwhelmed by the many storms that have broken over my head, that I am become passive in the hands of the Almighty, like a sparrow in the talons of an eagle. I live, because it is not ordained for me to die. | Alexandre Dumas | ||
| f05c251 | There are some people who will never understand what loyalty means. They could tell you what it was, of course, but they will never know.They will never see it from the inside. They couldn't imagine a world where something like that was real. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 922c489 | Don't the Lord, Harry. It's disrespectful. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 879aa3c | I stared up at the Erlking, and with my typical pithy brilliance said, "Uh-oh." | humor | Jim Butcher | |
| 30a25b0 | Don't be drinking the Haterade. | Holly Black | ||
| cb913b1 | She thought of something her mother had told her when she'd finally broken up with one of her most dysfunctional boyfriends. | Holly Black | ||
| 0c6ee22 | Holly winked. 'Do I look like a fly boy to you, Fowl?' Artemis had to admit that she didn't. Captain Short was extremely pretty in a dangerous sort of way. Black-widow pretty. Artemis was expecting puberty to hit in approximately eight months, and he suspected that at that point he would look at Holly in a different light. It was probably just as well that she was eighty years old. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 3532cb2 | I wish I could find words to explain what this kind of cold is like - the cold that has somehow gotten in underneath your skin and is getting colder and colder inside you. It isn't an outside sort of cold; it's a cold that gets into your bones and into your blood and it feels like your heart itself is beating out the cold in hard bursts through your entire body, and you suddenly remember that you have a body because you can't ignore it anym.. | Marya Hornbacher | ||
| 72cf3d0 | Forgetting who you are and where you are and if you're there. Getting lost in the thought that you might be imagining everything, you might be dreaming your life. You look at your hand in front of your face, surrounded by light, and your heart thrums as you think: I'm dreaming, I'm not even here, I don't exist. It is too fascinating, the thought that you aren't. The thought that if you watch the lake long enough you might disappear into the.. | Marya Hornbacher | ||
| 0bd5aa6 | Nothing is as tedious as the limping days, When snowdrifts yearly cover all the ways, And ennui, sour fruit of incurious gloom, Assumes control of fate's immortal loom | winter | Charles Baudelaire | |
| 2bf1947 | Passion I hate, and spirit does me wrong. Let us love gently. | Charles Baudelaire | ||
| a436072 | in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night | howl | Allen Ginsberg | |
| 36c0217 | And no practical definition of freedom would be complete without the freedom to take the consequences. Indeed, it is the freedom upon which all the others are based. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| b759318 | Most species do their own evolving, making it up as they go along, which is the way Nature intended. And this is all very natural and organic and in tune with mysterious cycles of the cosmos, which believes that there's nothing like millions of years of really frustrating trial and error to give a species moral fiber and, in some cases, backbone. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 7912757 | And what had he wanted? He'd never sat down to think about it. But mostly, he wanted yesterday to be different from today. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 656c965 | Do you know how wizards like to be buried?" "Yes!" "Well, how?" Granny Weatherwax paused at the bottom of the stairs. "Reluctantly." | humor wizards | Terry Pratchett | |
| 9caa28d | Where's the pleasure in bein' the winner if the loser ain't alive to know they've lost? | losing winning | Terry Pratchett | |
| b9e225d | Were you proposing to shoot these people in cold blood, sergeant?" "Nossir. Just a warning shot inna head, sir." | humour siege-engines trolls | Terry Pratchett | |
| 3136c84 | It's not lying when you do it to officers! | lying superiors | Terry Pratchett | |
| 547f6bf | It is, I suppose, the common grief of children at having to protect their parents from reality. It is bitter for the young to see what awful innocence adults grow into, that terrible vulnerability that must be sheltered from the rodent mire of childhood. Can we blame the child for resenting the fantasy of largeness? Big, soft arms and deep voices in the dark saying, "Tell Papa, tell Mama, and we'll make it right." The child, screaming for r.. | Katherine Dunn | ||
| c470fa7 | How could you not know?" His voice was full of wonderment. "You changed me utterly. You were like a...like a bright, wonderful bloom in a garden full of weeds. Like a graceful capital on a page of plain script, a letter decorated with the deepest, finest colors in all Erin. Like a flame, Caitrin. Like a song." | Juliet Marillier | ||
| 7dffb6e | Psychologically, I will not have to seek far if I decide to kill myself, because in my mind and heart I am more ready for this than for the unplanned daily tribulations that mark off the mornings and afternoons. | Andrew Solomon | ||
| 73d590b | Mama said, "Dreams are different to real life but important too." | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 08f17b0 | I wanted to rub handprints through his dust | Naomi Novik | ||
| 84e82d4 | I'm not stupid, nor a liar," I said, "and if I can't do any good, I can at least do something" | Naomi Novik | ||
| bbdd6e3 | In a culture that is becoming ever more story-stupid, in which a representative of the Coca-Cola company can, with a straight face, pronounce, as he donates a collection of archival Coca-Cola commercials to the Library of Congress, that 'Coca-Cola has become an integral part of people's lives by helping to tell these stories,' it is perhaps not surprising that people have trouble teaching and receiving a novel as complex and flawed as Huck .. | manipulation story | George Saunders | |
| 7cb342b | Nothing ever fits the palm so perfectly, or feels so right, or inspires so much protective instinct as the hand of a child | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 341bdde | Do you always throw your money away like this?" "Only when I'm in love," | Sidney Sheldon | ||
| 2611f20 | We have no future because our present is too volatile. We have only risk management. The spinning of the given moment's scenarios. Pattern recognition. | inspirational life-lessons | William Gibson | |
| 0c2c44f | This self now as I leant over the gate looking down over fields rolling in waves of colour beneath me made no answer. He threw up no opposition. He attempted no phrase. His fist did not form. I waited. I listened. Nothing came, nothing. I cried then with a sudden conviction of complete desertion. Now there is nothing. No fin breaks the waste of this immeasurable sea. Life has destroyed me. No echo comes when I speak, no varied words. This i.. | giving-up | Virginia Woolf | |
| eee322b | There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people. She felt as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice with her hair blown back; she was about to grasp something that just evaded her. There must be another life, here and now, she repeated. This is too short, too broken. We know nothing, even about ourselves. | life | Virginia Woolf | |
| 70c257a | Only a fool tries to reconstruct a bunch of grapes from a bottle of wine. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 7303e06 | Long looking at paintings is equivalent to being dropped into a foreign city, where gradually, out of desire and despair, a few key words, then a little syntax make a clearing in the silence. Art... is a foreign city, and we deceive ourselves when we think it familiar... We have to recognize that the language of art, all art, is not our mother-tongue. | art-objects | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 71c1c48 | Sometimes I don't feel like a functioning adult | art spiegelman | ||
| 3bba9ea | The young are not afraid of telling the truth. | Anne Frank | ||
| 2d49492 | The one good thing about being kind of shy is that nobody bugs you when you want to be left alone. | Laurie Halse Anderson |