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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2bda396 | You'll lose it, if you talk about it | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 429d3ab | I love thee and thou art so lovely and so wonderful and so beautiful and it does such things to me to be with thee that I feel as though I wanted to die when I am loving thee. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| e794bdd | And what do you know, John's hands flew through the positions of ASL in various l-got-this combinations. "Is he deaf" the guy behind the cash register asked in a stage whisper. As if someone using American Sign Language was some kind of freak. "No. Blind." "Oh." As the man kept staring, Qhuinn wanted to pop him. "You going to help us out here or what?" "Oh ... yeah. Hey, you got a tattoo on your face." Mr. Observant moved slowly, like the .. | john-matthew lover-at-last qhuinn | J. R. Ward | |
| 9cefb3d | Vishous's chest expanded. . . and his diamond stare slowly swung to Butch. There was a heartbeat of intensity. Then V reached out and repositioned the cross so it once again hung over Butch's heart. "You did well, cop. Congratulations, true?" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 04f40b1 | When she orgasmed, she said his name. Twice. And didn't it make him glad that even though he had no voice, his ears worked just fine. -JM | J.R. Ward | ||
| 0c1acf4 | Rhage's hand landed on Butch's shoulder. "Besides, you don't look a thing like him. I mean...hello? You're this beefy Irish boy. He's like...bus exhaust or some shit." | rhage | J.R. Ward | |
| 3978f4c | Or, God, maybe this was just life. For everyone on the planet. Maybe the Survivor's Club wasn't something you "earned," but simply what you were born into when you came out of your mother's womb. Your heartbeat put you on the roster and then the rest of it was just a question of vocabulary: the nouns and verbs used to describe the events that rocked your foundation and sent you flailing were not always the same as other people's, but the ra.. | shit-happens suck-it-up | J.R. Ward | |
| 658367b | Love was worth sacrificing for, he thought as he left his room. Even if it wasn't yours. | phury zsadist | J.R. Ward | |
| 02403df | See, this was the thing with Qhuinn. He could be out there and he could let his edge get away from him, but he always came back and made you feel like you were the single most important person in the world to him and that he was truly sorry for hurting your feelings. | black-dagger-brotherhood lover-enshrined qhuinn | J.R. Ward | |
| 07f50d8 | As they went by Assail, the male was watching them. "Jesus, he really is blind" Wrath pulled up short and unsheathed his dagger, pointed it directly into the guys face. "But my hearing is just fine" | wrath | J.R. Ward | |
| b17039b | My advice to writers just starting out? Don't use semi-colons! They are transvestite hermaphrodites, representing exactly nothing. All they do is suggest you might have gone to college. | semi-colons writing | Kurt Vonnegut Jr. | |
| d6984bb | I think that knowledge enslaves us, that at the base of all knowledge there is a servility, the acceptation of a way of life wherein each moment has meaning only in relation to another or others that will follow it. | servility | Georges Bataille | |
| 5db5737 | She has great breasts," the Colonel said without looking up from the whale. "DO NOT OBJECTIFY WOMEN'S BODIES!" Alaska shouted. Now he looked up. "Sorry. Perky breasts." "That's not any better!" | humor wise | John Green | |
| e9c57aa | Maybe you are what you can't not be. | life | John Green | |
| e87cb5d | If I had cared about her as I should have, as I thought I did, how could I have let her go? | John Green | ||
| 4a703be | I dislike the phrase 'Internet friends,' because it implies that people you know online aren't really your friends, that somehow the friendship is less real or meaningful to you because it happens through Skype or text messages. The measure of a friendship is not its physicality but its significance. | internet john-green | John Green | |
| 7e04107 | I knew that time would now pass for me differently than it would for him--that I, like everyone in that room, would go on accumulating loves and losses while he would not. And for me, that was the final and truly unbearable tragedy: Like all the innumerable dead, he'd once and for all been demoted from haunted to haunter. | John Green | ||
| 0af941b | By the way, I've decided to start referring to myself exclusively as 'Daddy.' Everytime Daddy would otherwise say 'I' or 'Me,' Daddy is now going to say 'Daddy. | John Green | ||
| 0e9246d | She frowned. "I did nothing to arouse you." He clenched his jaw, his stare growing more aggressive. "You breathed." | doomsday-brethren ice love sabelle | Shayla Black | |
| d13e1a2 | I'm always a bit shy around evil people... | Craig Ferguson | ||
| 4a5487c | The officer looked at Daisy while she was speaking, in a way that every young girl wants to be looked at sometime, and because it seemed romantic to me I have remembered the incident ever since. | F. Scott Fitzgerald | ||
| 9a364cb | I'll have you in my bed again, Sentinel. And at my side. That is a promise. | merit | Chloe Neill | |
| 11bb4b9 | America is the first culture in jeopardy of amusing itself to death. | amusement entertainment excess | John Piper | |
| 72533ee | The curious mind embraces science; the gifted and sensitive, the arts; the practical, business; the leftover becomes an economist | economics economists expertise intellect mind science | Nassim Nicholas Taleb | |
| d594ccb | I've never had any intentions about anything. That's why I am where I am today, which is neither here nor there, in a literal sense. | Edward Gorey | ||
| 4ece6c3 | I can sue you? Cool." I rummage around in my purse for a pen, wanting to write this down. "Under what? Medical malpractice? Assault with a deadly fang?" I look up. "How much you think the courts would award me for that?" Rayne frowns. "Sunny, stop being a bitch. Can't you see poor Magnus is freaking out here?" "I need to stop being a bitch? For Magnus's sake?" I stare at her, unbelieving. "Uh, hello? He's the guy who walked up and bit me f.. | Mari Mancusi | ||
| 9a74640 | We're hallucinating. And that's what this world is: a mass hallucination, where fear seems more real than love. Fear is an illusion. Our craziness, paranoia, anxiety and trauma are literally all imagined. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| 35cea24 | Here's what we're not taught [about the Declaration and Constitution]: Those words at the time they were written were blazingly, electrifyingly subversive. If you understand them truly now, they still are. You are not taught - and it is a disgrace that you aren't - that these men and women were radicals for liberty; that they had a vision of equality that was a slap in the face of what the rest of their world understood to be the unchanging.. | democracy equality independence liberty subversive usa | Naomi Wolf | |
| ad5e732 | I'm coming to believe that there are two kinds of people... those who choose to be masters of their own fate and those who wait in chairs while other dance. I would rather be one of the former than the latter. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| f36eb30 | You could run to the farthest corners of the earth. There's no place you could go where I wouldn't love you. Nothing you could do to stop me. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 80bfff6 | Leo smiled and stroked her hair. 'We'll both be fine, Marks. We've just begun our journey...and there's so much we have yet to do.' He spoke more softly as he heard her breathing turn even and steady. 'Rest against my heart. Let me watch over your dreams. And know that tomorrow morning, and every morning after that, you'll awaken next to someone who loves you.' 'Dodger?' she mumbled against his chest, and he grinned. 'No, your confounded fe.. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 2117d3b | With all due respect," Christopher muttered, "this conversation is leading nowhere. At least one of you should point out that Beatrix deserves a better man." "That's what I said about my wife," Leo remarked. "Which is why I married her before she could find one." | marriage wife | Lisa Kleypas | |
| a267762 | Cat doesn't have to work. She's a woman of independent means. I settled enough money on her to allow her the freedom to do anything she wished. She went to boarding school for four years, and stayed to teach for another two. Eventually she came to me and said she'd accepted a position as a governess for the Hathaway family. I believe you were in France with Win at the time. Cat went for the interview, Cam and Amelia liked her, Beatrix and P.. | job romance | Lisa Kleypas | |
| 4d0b359 | How we love to love things for other people; how we love to have other people love things through our eyes. | John Irving | ||
| 6ed37e9 | when however small a measure of jealousy is mixed with misunderstanding, there is always going to be trouble. | John Irving | ||
| cb617ad | How do you know that, Philo, dear?" But Philologos had had enough of being condescended to. "Because, Lamion, I am not as dumb as you think I am, even if you are." By the time Lamion had parsed this to make sure that there was in fact an insult at the end of it, Hilarion had laid a restraining hand on his arm." | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 2d4fdec | So Sophos thinks you're going to marry me." "While I think you'll marry Sophos." "I might. We'll see what he's like when he grows up." | eddis eugenides gen σοφός sounis thief | Megan Whalen Turner | |
| 2fe0917 | I am but a stranger ... as we all are. Lonely inside our separate skins, we cannot know each others pain and must bear our own in solitude. For my part, I have found that walking soothes it; and that, given luck, sometimes we find one to walk besides us ... at least for a little way. | phantom-stranger | Alan Moore | |
| c3b3151 | Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? - Who watches the watchmen? | speculative | Alan Moore | |
| 8c95c3e | To own a certain book - and to choose it without help - is to define yourself. | collecting reading | Julian Barnes | |
| 0085625 | Life ... is a bit like reading. ... If all your responses to a book have already been duplicated and expanded upon by a professional critic, then what point is there to your reading? Only that it's yours. Similarly, why live your life? Because it's yours. But what if such an answer gradually becomes less and less convincing? | living readers writers | Julian Barnes | |
| f2fc9d6 | In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining. | a-song-of-ice-and-fire brienne | George R.R. Martin | |
| 062b284 | Why had I taken all those useless classes like bio and German when I should have been taking lipreading? | Meg Cabot | ||
| 1a1a2d8 | Didn't your mother ever tell you," Rob asked, "that you're supposed to play hard to get?" I looked at his lips. I probably don't need to tell you that they're really nice lips, kind of full and strong-looking. "What," I wanted to know, "is that going to get me?" | Meg Cabot |