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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| eb49876 | Big bad merc, down with a basic hip toss. In your place I'd be blushing. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| cb7c6a8 | I love you," I told him. There. Nice and simple. "I knew you would find me." He smiled at me. "I would never stop looking." | kate-daniels | Ilona Andrews | |
| af7efdf | He glued the chair to my ass." Silence. "Is it still...attached?" "I can't get it off." | curran ilona-andrews kate magic-bleeds | Ilona Andrews | |
| 8d8354f | Don't worry, he's coming with me to investigate things." "In the city?" Jim asked. "Yes." "That's a great idea. You both should go. To the city." Curran and I looked at each other. "He's trying to get rid of us," I said. "You think he's planning a coup?" Curran wondered. "I hope so." I turned to Jim. "Is there any chance you'd overthrow the tyrannical Beast Lord and his psychotic Consort?" "Yeah, I want a vacation," Curran said. Jim leaned .. | jim kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| 54894da | If I win, I'm a prodigy. If I lose then I'm mad. That's the way history is written | Eoin Colfer | ||
| bf8c60a | Now I can do the bolts," she slurred. "I've been trying to focus enough magic all week." The magic shifted and swirled, finally etching a picture in the air. It was a rough picture of Foaly, and he was laughing. I hate you, centaur!" screamed Opal, lunging toward, and then through, the insubstantial image. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and then she collapsed, snoring, on the floor. | eoin-colfer opal-koboi | Eoin Colfer | |
| f987d0a | But even though there were plenty of teeth in the grin, there was no heart. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| fe0f7ed | What about me?' said Grantaire. 'I'm here.' 'You?' 'Yes, me.' 'You? Rally Republicans! You? In defence of principles, fire up hearts that have grown cold!' 'Why not?' 'Are you capable of being good for something?' 'I have the vague ambition to be,' said Grantaire. 'You don't believe in anything.' 'I believe in you.' 'Grantaire, will you do me a favour?' 'Anything. Polish your boots.' 'Well, don't meddle in our affairs. Go and sleep off the .. | enjolras grantaire | Victor Hugo | |
| bf2f5a7 | He did what heroes do after their work is accomplished; he died. | kutuzov | Leo Tolstoy | |
| 903d08e | There is a dark side to religious devotion that is too often ignored or denied. As a means of motivating people to be cruel or inhumane, there may be no more potent force than religion. When the subject of religiously inspired bloodshed comes up, many Americans immediately think of Islamic fundamentalism, which is to be expected in the wake of 911. But men have been committing heinous acts in the name of God ever since mankind began believi.. | Jon Krakauer | ||
| 98437e7 | We've got a bond in common, you and I. We are both alone in the world. | bond lonely romance | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 17915b7 | This is our world, although the people who drew this map decided to put their own land on top of ours. There is no top or bottom, you see. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| f4fddf0 | What struck me--with her and with many other female American friends I have--is how invested they are in being "liked." How they have been raised to believe that their being likable is very important and that this "likable" trait is a specific thing. And that specific thing does not include showing anger or being aggressive or disagreeing too loudly. We spend too much time teaching girls to worry about what boys think of them. But the rever.. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| 6471691 | Maybe Love stays. Maybe Love can't. Maybe Love shouldn't. Love arrives exactly when Love is supposed to and Love leaves exactly when Love must. When Love arrives, say, "Welcome. Make yourself comfortable." If Love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. | Sarah Kay | ||
| a5c3314 | There was once a strange, small man. He decided three important details about his life: 1. He would part his hair from the opposite side to everyone else. 2. He would make himself a small, strange mustache. 3. He would one day rule the world. ...Yes, the Fuhrer decided that he would rule the world with words. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 9864e69 | Doesn't it seem to you," asked Madame Bovary, "that the mind moves more freely in the presence of that boundless expanse, that the sight of it elevates the soul and gives rise to thoughts of the infinite and the ideal?" | sea | Gustave Flaubert | |
| e9fd75f | The current generation now sees everything clearly, it marvels at the errors, it laughs at the folly of its ancestors, not seeing that this chronicle is all overscored by divine fire, that every letter of it cries out, that from everywhere the piercing finger is pointed at it, at this current generation; but the current generation laughs and presumptuously, proudly begins a series of new errors, at which their descendants will also laugh af.. | Nikolai Gogol | ||
| ea48ba8 | Here sighs and cries and shrieks of lamentation echoed throughout the starless air of Hell; at first these sounds resounding made me weep: tongues confused, a language strained in anguish with cadences of anger, shrill outcries and raucous groans that joined with sounds of hands, raising a whirling storm that turns itself forever through that air of endless black, like grains of sand swirling when a whirlwind blows. And I, in the midst of .. | inspiring | Dante Alighieri | |
| 8ade2c6 | Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests; snug as a gun. | poetry writing | Seamus Heaney | |
| c733aa1 | The sea, the sea, the sea. It rolled and rolled and called to me. Come in, it said, come in. | Sharon Creech | ||
| ed1e051 | I do forget sometimes how much it means for certain men--for certain people--to be able to provide their loved ones with material comforts and protection at all times. I forget how dangerously reduced some men can feel when that basic ability has been stripped from them. I forget how much that matters to men, what it represents. | powerlessness providers | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| a54b4f2 | So miss him. Send him some love and light every time you think about him, then drop it. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 7783c58 | It is easier, far easier, to obey another than to command oneself. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 3dce28b | But the wild things cried, "Oh please don't go- We'll eat you up- we love you so!" | Maurice Sendak | ||
| dd6e30b | It's perfectly simple," said Wednesday. "In other countries, over the years, people recognized the places of power. Sometimes it would be a natural formation, sometimes it would just be a place that was, somehow, special. They knew that something important was happening there, that there was some focusing point, some channel, some window to the Immanent. And so they would build temples or cathedrals, or erect stone circles, or...well, you g.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 23a8dd1 | I saw her chewing gum, when I was thirteen, and I fell for her like a suicide from a bridge. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 6b27728 | Rubbish!" screamed a fat, elderly woman, in Richard's ear, as he passed her malodorous stall. "Junk!" She continued. "Garbage! Trash! Offal! Debris! Come and get it! Nothing whole or undamaged! Crap, tripe, and useless piles of shit. You know you want it." | trash | Neil Gaiman | |
| 7244d00 | I my life as if it were happening to someone else. My son died. And I was hurt, but I my hurt, and even it, a little, for now I could write a death, a loss. My heart was broken by my dark lady, and I wept, in my room, alone; but while I wept, somewhere inside I smiled. | writing | Neil Gaiman | |
| 5e29613 | I think...that I would rather recollect a life mis-spent on fragile things than spent avoiding moral debt. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 5dc3e07 | I want to go home. Then he mentally underlined the last sentence three times, rewrote it in huge letters in red ink, and circled it before putting a number of exclamation marks next to it in his mental margin. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 2ef558e | It is as though some old part of yourself wakes up in you, terrified, useless in the life you have, its skills and habits destructive but intact, and what is left of the present you, the person you have become, wilts and shrivels in sadness or despair: the person you have become is only a thin shell over this other, more electric and endangered self. The strongest, the least digested parts of your experience can rise up and put you back whe.. | flashbacks post-traumatic-stress-disorder posttraumatic-stress-disorder ptsd terror | Peter Straub | |
| 98fc68c | I would never understand photography, the sneaky, murderous taxidermy of it. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 81bfe44 | Hide your intentions not by closing up (with the risk of appearing secretive, and making people suspicious) but by talking endlessly about your desires and goals-just not the real ones. | Robert Greene | ||
| ba991a3 | All masters want to appear more brilliant than other people. | Robert Greene | ||
| 58e3ee0 | Sadness of any sort is also seductive, particularly if it seems deep-rooted, even spiritual, rather than needy or pathetic--it makes people come to you. | Robert Greene | ||
| 0819c71 | The clue to everything a man should love and fear in her was there right from the start in the ironic smile that primed and swelled the archery of her full lips. There was pride in that smile and confidence in the set of her fine nose. Without understanding why I knew beyond question that a lot of people would mistake her pride for arrogance and confuse her confidence with impassivity. I didn't make that mistake. My eyes were lost swimming .. | love-at-first-sight women | Gregory David Roberts | |
| 556e5f7 | War could bond men like a magnet, but like a magnet it could repel them, too. The things they saw, the things they did. Sometimes they just wanted to forget. | war | Mitch Albom | |
| 61a7bfc | This is life. Things get taken away. You will learn to start over many times -- or you will be useless. | Mitch Albom | ||
| 1bd2fd7 | if you find one true friend in your life, you're richer than most. If that one true friend is your husband, you're blessed." She paused. "And if that one true friend is your sister, don't feel bad. At least, she can't divorce you." | Mitch Albom | ||
| efe9c32 | The essential doesn't change. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 050493f | I've about decided that's the main thing that separates happy people from the other people: the feeling that you're a practical item, with a use, like a sweater or a socket wrench. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 8b74469 | He was tall as a young tree, lithe, immensely strong, able swiftly to draw a great war-bow and shoot down a Nazgul, endowed with the tremendous vitality of Elvish bodies, so hard and resistant to hurt that he went only in light shoes over rock or through snow, the most tireless of all the Fellowship. | tolkien | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| b776d3d | The misapprehension about gender performativity is this: that gender is a choice, or that gender is a role, or that gender is a construction that one puts on, as one puts on clothes in the morning, that there is a 'one' who is prior to this gender, a one who goes to the wardrobe of gender and decides with deliberation which gender it will be today. | performativity | Judith Butler | |
| 0319270 | When we lose certain people, or when we are dispossessed from a place, or a community, we may simply feel that we are undergoing something temporary, that mourning will be over and some restoration of prior order will be achieved. But maybe when we undergo what we do, something about who we are is revealed, something that delineates the ties we have to others, that shows us that these ties constitute what we are, ties or bonds that compose .. | Judith Butler |