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Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
0c32143 | Crying is right at hand in the smothering dark, closed inside someone else, when you see how everything you can ever accomplish will end up as trash. | trash loved-ones | Chuck Palahniuk | |
c392703 | It's so quiet this high up, the feeling you get is that you're one of those space monkeys. You do the little job you're trained to do. Pull a lever. Push a button. You don't understand any of it, and then you just die. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
4b42a18 | Inside me is the same desperate hope I have watching the ravenous dead and thinking, Oh please, oh please, oh please. The craving inside of me is to be clutched at by some dead girl. To put my ear to her chest and hear nothing. Even getting munched on by zombies beats the idea that I'm only flesh and blood, skin and bone. Demon or angel or evil spirit, I just need something to show itself. Ghoulie or ghosty or long-legged beastie, I just wa.. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
aeb6034 | Waiters will always pee in soup, people will always fall in love. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
0da821d | Until today, it really pissed me off that I'd become this totally centered Zen Master and nobody had noticed. Still, I'm doing the little FAX thing. I write little HAIKU things and FAX them around to everyone. When I pass people in the hall at work, I get totally ZEN right in everyone's hostile little FACE. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
3fccad2 | The problem with every story is you tell it after the fact. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
3716f14 | Think of a rock polisher, one of those drums, goes round and round, rolls twenty-four/seven, full of water and rocks and gravel. Grinding it all up. Round and round. Polishing those ugly rocks into gemstones. That's the earth. Why it goes around. We're the rocks. And what happens to us--the drama and pain and joy and war and sickness and victory and abuse--why, that's just the water and sand to erode us. Grind us down. To polish us up, nic.. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
32245ab | Anybody's true nature is bullshit. There is no human soul. Emotion is bullshit. Love is bullshit. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
73d13b8 | But I got a great deal else from the experience. I learned to pitch a tent and sleep beneath the stars. For a brief, proud period I was slender and fit. I gained a profound respect for the wilderness and nature and the benign dark power of woods. I understand now, in a way I never did before, the colossal scale of the world. I found patience and fortitude that I didn't know I had. I discovered an America that millions of people scarcely kno.. | Bill Bryson | ||
6509d31 | I don't mean to make a big deal out of sobriety, by the way. Of all the modes of human consciousness available to the modern consumer I consider it to be the most overrated. | Michael Chabon | ||
89a4572 | There is no better time than the autumn to begin forgetting the things that trouble us, allowing them to fall away like dried leaves. There is no better time to dance again, to make the most of every crumb of sunlight and warm body and soul with its rays before it falls asleep and becomes only a dim light bulb in the skies. | Paulo Coelho | ||
10b711e | Believe that if Allah wants you to know something, someone will tell you. | Paulo Coelho | ||
eb6b26a | Have pity on those who are fearful of taking up a pen, or a paintbrush, or an instrument, or a tool because they are afraid that someone has already done so better than they could... | Paulo Coelho | ||
8970abe | When a sense of dissatisfaction persists, that means it was placed there by God for one reason only: you need to change everything and move forward. | Paulo Coelho | ||
f29b878 | What we see is not always what exists. | Paulo Coelho | ||
55ac46d | Success is both an addiction and an enslavement... | Paulo Coelho | ||
0f97f32 | Insanity is the inability to communicate your ideas. It's as if you were in a foreign country, able to see and understand everything that's going on around you but incapable of explaining what you need to know or of being helped, because you don't understand the language they speak there. We've all felt that. And all of us, one way or another, are insane. | Paulo Coelho | ||
6002a71 | I'd never yell, "Good luck!" at anybody. It sounds terrible, when you think about it." -- | J.D. Salinger | ||
5b587df | Don't you think I have sense enough to worry about my motives for saying the prayer? That's exactly what's bothering me so. Just because I'm choosy about what I want - in this case, enlightenment or peace, instead or money or prestige or game or any of those things, doesn't mean I'm not as egotistical and self-seeking as everybody else. If anything, I'm more so! | J.D. Salinger | ||
a465b1d | How old are you? I asked her. "Old enough to know better." she said." | J.D. Salinger | ||
c22828d | I believe . . . that the petal of a flower or a tiny worm on the path says far more, contains far more than all the books in the library. One cannot say very much with mere letters and words. Sometimes I'll be writing a Greek letter, a theta or an omega, and tilt my pen just the slightest bit; suddenly the letter has a tail and becomes a fish; in a second it evokes all the streams and rivers of the world, all that is cool and humid, Homer's.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
7641935 | For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves.. | struggle strength self | Hermann Hesse | |
3505f52 | Now true humor begins when a man ceases to take himself seriously. | Hermann Hesse | ||
e35d25d | Teachers dread nothing so much as unusual characteristics in precocious boys during the initial stages of their adolescence. A certain streak of genius makes an ominous impression on them, for there exists a deep gulf between genius and the teaching profession. Anyone with a touch of genius seems to his teachers a freak from the very first. As far as teachers are concerned, they define young geniuses as those who are bad, disrespectful, smo.. | education hermann-hesse institution teachers genius students school | Hermann Hesse | |
79f7cdf | She'll die.' 'Aye. That's a consequence of being alive. | life | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
45475ee | To exhibit the perfect uselessness of knowing the answer to the wrong question. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
1da7607 | I love you," Sam said. Celaena wrapped her arms around him and held him close, breathing his scent. Her only reply was, "I hate packing." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
5470fa6 | You're welcome, you know." "For what?" Rhys paused less than a foot away, sliding his hands into his pockets. The night didn't seem to ripple from him here--and he appeared, despite his perfection, almost normal. "For saving you when asked." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
370a2bd | As you wish." | friendship heartbroken | Sarah J. Maas | |
bbe0f26 | You're free," Mor said tightly. "You're free." Not safe. Not protected. Free." | pg125 | Sarah J. Maas | |
fa3109e | Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside. Maybe someone who've been born whole and good would have put down the ash dagger and embraced death rather than what lay before me. | young-adult dark sarah-j-maas feyre beautiful-quote broken beginning introduction | Sarah J. Maas | |
97b86a5 | don't believe for one damn minute that you're remotely fine with being a pretty trophy for someone who sat on his ass for nearly fifty years, then sat on his ass while you were shredded apart--" "Stop" | Sarah J. Maas | ||
7b031bd | Hers was not a story of darkness. This would not be the story. She would fold it into herself, this place, this fear, but it would not be the whole story. It would not be her story. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
2389002 | Don't you waste one heartbeat being afraid of a coward who hunts women in the darkness," Chaol snapped at her." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
0816ed6 | The most powerful pure-blooded Fae male in the world," Chaol said simply. "A worthy asset for any court. Especially when they had fallen in love with each other." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
f1b719f | I can't bury another friend." "You won't." "If anything ever happened to you, Rowan-" "Don't" he breathed. "Don't even say it. We dealt with that enough the other night." He lifted a hand - hesitated, and then brushed back a strand of hair that had fallen across her face. His callused fingers scrapped against her cheekbone, then caressed the shell of her ear. It was foolish to even start down that road, when every other man she'd let in ha.. | page-451 aelin-galathynius rowan rowan-whitethorn hot fae sexy | Sarah J. Maas | |
28362e7 | Look at Matsumoto. You need at least 10 years of sleep to catch up with her." "Shut up! Rangiku's a freak of nature!" | Tite Kubo | ||
ea6c5a0 | Doesn't matter who it is I'll friggin break 'em -Grimmjow jaggerjaques | Tite Kubo | ||
ff36aab | That night, the Raka conspirators had plenty of news to report, particularly Ochobu. Aly had not known that the mages of the Chain had been laboring to eliminate any mages who had worked magic on the Crown's behalf. So far they had killed seven of the most powerful. Chelaol would call this count of the dead another 'good start,' Aly thought grimly. This crude business of counting up lives taken struck her as a bad idea. It took the horror f.. | murder life | Tamora Pierce | |
88b73f2 | It's been interesting, "Frostpine said casually. "I wanted Daja to get some experience of other smiths'-and other mages'- ways of doing things, if only so she can see mine is best." | frostpine | Tamora Pierce | |
0cd8293 | Magic never dies. It merely fades away. | Terry Pratchett | ||
4652ab3 | Never cross a woman with a star on a stick, young lady. They've got a mean streak. | Terry Pratchett | ||
4406c84 | The important thing about adventures, thought Mr. Bunnsy, was that they shouldn't be so long as to make you miss mealtimes. | teatime | Terry Pratchett | |
0138415 | If he'd been a hero, he would have taken the opportunity to say, "That's what I call sorted!" Since he wasn't a hero, he threw up." | Terry Pratchett |