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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9273b63 | Please don't worry. It's a psychological complaint, common amongst ex-librarians. You see, she thinks she's a coffee table edition... | Alan Moore | ||
| d4832fb | Art belongs to everybody and nobody. Art belongs to all time and no time. Art belongs to those who create it and those who savour it. Art no more belongs to the People and the Party than it once belonged to the aristocracy and the patron. Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time. Art does not exist for art's sake: it exists for people's sake. | Julian Barnes | ||
| ec8652f | I knew a brother drowned himself in wine once. It was a poor vintage, though, and his corpse did not improve it." "You the wine?" "It's an awful thing to find a brother dead. You'd have need of a drink as well, Lord Snow." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 2573858 | Robert wanted to be loved. My brother Tyrion has the same disease. Do you want to be loved, Sansa?" "Everyone wants to be loved." "I see flowering hasn't made you any brighter," said Cersei. "Sansa, permit me to share a bit of womanly wisdom with you on this very special day. Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ca51400 | Okay, here are the top ten reasons why I can't stand my sister Lucy: 10. I get all her hand-me-downs, even her bras. 9. Whem I refuse to wear her hand-me-downs, especially her bras, I get the big lecture about waste and the environment. Look, I am way concerned about the environment. But that does not mean I want to wear me sister's old bras.I told Mom I see no reason why I should even have to wear a bra, seeing as how it's not like I've go.. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 5e8563b | I was not a natural. . . . This is the story of becoming . . . the Hard Way. | Cressida Cowell | ||
| b14dc16 | Wartihog put up his hand. "What happens if we can't read, sir?" "No boasting, Wartihog!" boomed Gobber. "Get some idiot to read it for you." | Cressida Cowell | ||
| eb76f3b | Hence a commander who advances without any thought of winning personal fame and withdraws in spite of certain punishment, whose only concern is to protect his people and promote the interests of his ruler, is the nation's treasure. Because he fusses over his men as if they were infants, they will accompany him into the deepest valleys; because he fusses over his men as if they were his own beloved sons, they will die by his side. If he is g.. | roger-ames | Sun Tzu | |
| c2735cc | I roll onto my side and stare out the venetian blinds at the blue sky beyond. After a few minutes I'm lulled into a sort of peace. The sky, the sky--same as it always was. | Sara Gruen | ||
| 8181a78 | If anyone ever asks you what panic is, now you can tell them: an emotional blank spot that leaves you feeling as if you've been sucking on a mouthful of pennies. | Stephen King | ||
| 7259e65 | Reading is the creative center of a writer's life." -" | Stephen King | ||
| 1a9eae4 | The concept of dreaming is known to the waking mind but to the dreamer there is no waking, no real world, no sanity; there is only the screaming bedlam of sleep. | mind sanity sleep world | Stephen King | |
| ef77663 | Explanations are such cheap poetry. | Stephen King | ||
| a0a5287 | The energy you drew on so extravagantly when you were a kid, the energy you thought would never exhaust itself - that slipped away somewhere between eighteen and twenty-four, to be replaced by something much duller, something as bogus as a coke high: purpose, maybe, or goals, or whatever rah-rah Junior Chamber of Commerce word you wanted to use. It was no big deal; it didn't go all at once, with a bang. And maybe, Richie thought, that's the.. | growing-up it | Stephen King | |
| de74898 | I still believe in the resilience of the human heart and the essential validity of love;I still believe that connections between people can be made and that the spirits which inhabit us sometimes touch. I still believe that the cost of these connections is horribly, outrageously high... and I still believe that the value received far outweighs the price which must be paid. (From introductory notes.) | Stephen King | ||
| 9c14c91 | The basis of all human fears, he thought. A closed door, slightly ajar. | Stephen King | ||
| aca9ecf | And I guess you judge how well you're doing by how well you sleep at night... and what your dreams are like. | Stephen King | ||
| be8dd6c | A friend came to visit James Joyce one day and found the great man sprawled across his writing desk in a posture of utter despair. James, what's wrong?' the friend asked. 'Is it the work?' Joyce indicated assent without even raising his head to look at his friend. Of course it was the work; isn't it always? How many words did you get today?' the friend pursued. Joyce (still in despair, still sprawled facedown on his desk): 'Seven.' | Stephen King | ||
| 0b2597a | There is no detective in England equal to a spinster lady of uncertain age with plenty of time on her hands. | Agatha Christie | ||
| 52bd358 | Elephants can remember, but we are human beings and mercifully human beings can forget. | Agatha Christie | ||
| 0179979 | We are the sum of all we have done added to the sum of all that has been done to us. | Robin Hobb | ||
| 634d830 | You don't need to diet, She-Body. You are a just-right female." "McNab?" Eve said. "Yes, sir." "Shut up." "It's all right, Dallas. We're a couple." "A couple of what? No, don't tell me. Don't talk to me. Don't talk to each other. Let there be silence across the land." | mcnab peabody silence-across-the-land | J.D. Robb | |
| 6563a38 | Summerset, don't you ever sleep?" "It's Lieutenant Dallas. She's--" Roarke dropped his briefcase, grabbed Summerset by the lapels. "Has she been hurt? Where is she?" "A nightmare. She was screaming." Summerset lost his usual composure and dragged a hand over his hair. "She won't cooperate. I was about to call your doctor. I left her in her private suite." As Roarke pushed him aside, Summerset grabbed his arm. "Roarke, you should have told m.. | roarke summerset | J.D. Robb | |
| 836346d | Do you think you're walking out on me, on your life, because you defended yourself against a monster?" "I killed my father." "You killed a fucking monster. You were a child. Are you going to stand there, look me in the face, and tell me that child was to blame?" She opened her mouth, closed it. "It's not a matter of how I see it, Roarke. The law--" "The law should have protected you!" With visions dancing evilly in his head, he snapped. He .. | roarke the-law | J.D. Robb | |
| 06a36e6 | She doesn't like you, McNab. "I knoooow. I find that really attractive in a woman." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 5597b0c | What other thing, Eve?" "I love you. Sometimes it makes my stomach hurt, but I kind of like it. Tired now, come to bed. Love you." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 959815e | At first she beckoned and lured one into her world; then, she blurred the passageways, confused all the images, as if to elude detection. | beckoned | Anaïs Nin | |
| 401283e | I don't hear your words: your voice reverberates against my body like another kind of caress, another kind of penetration. I have no power over your voice. It comes straight from you into me. I could stuff my ears and it would find its way into my blood and make it rise. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 4b255c4 | I sit down on the bed, cradling her little head against my shoulder, inhaling her sweet baby scent. Someday she'll get older, and the world will start having its way with her. She'll throw temper tantrums, she'll need speech therapy, she'll grow breasts and have pimples, she'll fight with her parents, she'll worry about her weight, she'll put out, she'll have her heart broken, she'll be happy, she'll be lonely, she'll be complicated, she'll.. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| f661537 | Life is too short, Harry. And there's nowhere near enough joy in it. If you find it, grab it. Before it's gone. | life | Jim Butcher | |
| 12c6b6e | I'm not a philosopher, Harry," [Michael] said. "But here's something for you to think about, at least. What goes around comes around. And sometimes you get what's coming around." He paused for a moment, frowning faintly, pursing his lips. "And sometimes you are what's coming around." | karma | Jim Butcher | |
| 3c8b09e | Why is life so difficult? Why can't we be just ourselves and have everyone accept us the way we are? | Beatrice Sparks | ||
| 960e208 | I get absolutely shitfaced. I am shitfaced and hyper and ten years old. I am having the time of my life. | bipolar-disorder memoir mental-illness | Marya Hornbacher | |
| 1bb22bb | For a long time I believed the opposite of passion was death. I was wrong. Passion and death are implicit, one in the other. Past the border of a fiery life lies the netherworld. I can trace this road, which took me through places so hot the very air burned the lungs. I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing .. | Marya Hornbacher | ||
| 7ff40b5 | It's lonely to say goodbye. Very lonely. Please. Cry with me. Maybe there's nothing we can do about this. But at least, for now...cry with me. Like your entire body...is screaming at the sky. Like it's raging against the world. I lost something. And I don't have a single guarantee. The fear of living in this world again after that...I have only a shred of hope to sustain me. So I want you at least...to cry. Cry. Cry with me. Like the day yo.. | love | Natsuki Takaya | |
| 99c78db | And yet to wine, to opium even, I prefer the elixir of your lips on which love flaunts itself; and in the wasteland of desire your eyes afford the wells to slake my thirst. | lips | charles baudelaire | |
| 0bb92fb | The moon is the reflection of your heart and moonlight is the twinkle of your love. | education happiness heart hope inspirational intelligence knowledge life love moon moonlight philosophy reflection truth twinkle wisdom | Debasish Mridha | |
| 2cb45cb | It was nice to hear the voices of little children at play, provided you took care to be far enough away not to hear what they were actually saying. | hogfather humor terry-pratchett | Terry Pratchett | |
| 821ba1f | You had to hand it to the Patrician, he admitted grudgingly. If you didn't, he sent men to come and take it away. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 1eb5b77 | the proliferation of luminous fungi or iridescent crystals in deep caves where the torchlessly improvident hero needs to see is one of the most obvious intrusions of narrative causality into the physical universe. | narrative-causality stories | Terry Pratchett | |
| 17e9cb8 | Your own brain ought to have the decency to be on your side! | humor insanity life sanity | Terry Pratchett | |
| 2fdb7e9 | You take a bunch of people who don't seem any different from you and me, but when you add them all together you get this sort of huge raving maniac with national borders and an anthem. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 6ede976 | He'd been an angel once. He hadn't meant to Fall. He'd just hung around with the wrong people. | humor | Terry Pratchett | |
| 56e0ffb | Mister Cameron - I have read the unexpurgated Ovid, the love poems of Sappho, the Decameron in the original, and a great many texts in Greek and Latin histories that were not though fit for proper gentlemen to read, much less proper ladies. I know in precise detail what Caligula did to, and with, his sisters, and I can quote it to you in Latin or in my own translation if you wish. I am interested in historical truth, and truth in history is.. | history humor latin | Mercedes Lackey |