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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| dfba9f5 | What are you still doing up?" I twisted around, spotting Hayden in the doorway. "Watching the... uh," I turned back, frowning at the screen, "the... way tigers mate." I sighed. Damn you, Discovery Channel. He chuckled deep in his throat. "Didn't know that kind of thing interested you." "Oh. Yeah, always wanted to know how they picked their boyfriends." | romance | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| 765dc7a | Did you know me then?" she asked sleepily. "No." I held her closer, as if I could somehow pull her inside me and keep her safe. "But I knew, in that moment, you were amazing." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 142095f | Guy: Ash is going to kick your ass, Daemon. Daemon: Nah, she likes my ass too much for that. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| bdd07ac | Are you turning into a cougar? Is this some sort of midlife crisis I need to be concerned about? | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 8d4743b | I'm not drunk,' I said indignantly. You were just dancing like some wood nymph five minutes ago. You took your shirt off and now you're latched onto me like a little monkey. So don't tell me you're in complete control of yourself. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| ee32c60 | A person's shadow stood for his legacy, his impact on the world. Some people cast hardly any shadow at all. Some cast long, deep shadows that endured for centuries. | Rick Riordan | ||
| e0902a4 | He pinched the name tag and ran his fingers under the letters. "Can you read this, mate? It says C-H-A-R-O-N. Say it with me: CARE-ON." "Charon." "Amazing! Now: Mr. Charon." "Mr. Charon." "Well done." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 1075e7d | It was if the city knew about Percy's dream of Gaea. It knew that the earth goddess intended on razing all human civilization, and this city, which had stood for thousands if years, was saying back at her: You wanna dissolve this city, Dirt Face? Give it a shot. In other words, it was the Coach Hedge of mortal cities- only taller. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 4ee659a | I figure the universe is basically like a machine. I don't know who made it, if it was the Fates, or the gods, or capital-G God, or whatever. But it chugs along the way it's supposed to most of the time. Sure, little pieces break and stuff goes haywire once in a while, but mostly...things happen for a reason. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 958d827 | It's not mind-reading,' she said. 'Not even an empathy link. Just ... a temporary wave of exhaustion. Primal emotions. Your pain washes over me. I take on some of your burden.' Nico's expression became guarded. He twisted the silver skull ring on his finger, the same way Reyna did with her silver ring when she was thinking. Sharing a habit with the son of Hades made her uneasy. | nico-di-angelo reyna | Rick Riordan | |
| 8f41dab | HAZEL: "THERE," she said.The official building on their left had a single word etched on the glass doors: AMAZON. "oh," Frank said."Uh, no, Hazel. That's a modern thing. They're a company, Right? they sell stuff on the internet. They're not actually Amazons." "Unless..." Percy walked through the doors." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 3b1c142 | He's a restless soul, always looking for another chance to drive,' Nico said. 'The last few years, he's been my driver whenever I need one.' 'You have a zombie chauffeur,' Leila said. | zombie | Rick Riordan | |
| 628b213 | I gave her a smile that I hoped conveyed something like: Hey, you know I'm on your side. Gods are such jerks! But what can you do? Probably my expression actually conveyed: It's not my fault! Please do not kill me! | Rick Riordan | ||
| 8b9cef7 | I was born with the devil in me,' [Holmes] wrote. 'I could not help the fact that I was a murderer, no more than the poet can help the inspiration to sing. | Erik Larson | ||
| e949f43 | No thank you," I said. "I don't want to accept a drink from you, because then I would be obliged to purchase one for you in return, and I'm afraid I'm simply not interested in spending two drinks' worth of time with you." | Gail Honeyman | ||
| 30fcfd0 | A child who can love the oddities of a fantasy book cannot possibly be xenophobic as an adult. What is a different color, a different culture, a different tongue for a child who has already mastered Elvish, respected Puddleglums, or fallen under the spell of dark-skinned Ged? | Jane Yolen | ||
| 751cf3d | I loved being in my own head so much, it was getting harder and harder being with other people. | chick-lit marian-keyes | Marian Keyes | |
| ca48156 | Every time you see someone's bright-and-shiny, remember: They have their own crappy truths too. Of course they do. And every time you see your own crappy truth and feel despair and think, 'Is this my life?', remember: It's not. Everyone's got a bright-and-shiny, even if it's hard to find sometimes. | life-lessons | Sophie Kinsella | |
| e7c97d1 | I am afraid of falling into hopeless despair, over my wasted life, and I am still not sure how it happened. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 8b9e960 | Human understanding is fallible, and we see through a glass, darkly. Any religion is a shadow of God. But the shadows of God are not God. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 9e86512 | This is the middle of my life, I think of it as a place, like the middle of a river, the middle of a bridge, halfway across, halfway over. I'm supposed to have accumulated things by now: possessions, responsibilities, achievements, experience and wisdom. I'm supposed to be a person of substance. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| e1fb90c | The thing that binds us together is that we have both lowered our expectations of life | relationships | Orhan Pamuk | |
| cca4598 | Even in my revenge fantasy where all I do is exercise, I can still do only twenty-five pull-ups. Pull-ups are tough, no joke. | Mindy Kaling | ||
| d24b17c | I am notorious for making impassioned speeches about things nobody cares about. | Mindy Kaling | ||
| dc48b5c | They called each other family and that's what they were--sisters. Many people in the world had family of the heart, kin by choice rather than by blood, and hers had come along in her darkest hour and saved her life. | heart sisters | Christine Feehan | |
| 03fb1e6 | And in this passion for understanding her soul lay close to his; she had him all to herself. But he must be made abstract first. | heartbreak passion understanding | D.H. Lawrence | |
| 9282eb3 | I, too, feel the need to reread the books I have already read," a third reader says, "but at every rereading I seem to be reading a new book, for the first time. Is it I who keep changing and seeing new things of which I was not previously aware? Or is reading a construction that assumes form, assembling a great number of variables, and therefore something that cannot be repeated twice according to the same pattern? Every time I seek to rel.. | book-reading object-of-reading reading rereading | Italo Calvino | |
| daa280f | There is no language without deceit. | Italo Calvino | ||
| 51c109b | People are curious. A few people are. ... They will put things together, knowing all along that they may be mistaken. You see them going around with notebooks, scraping the dirt off gravestones, reading microfilm, just in the hope of seeing this trickle in time, making a connection, rescuing one thing from the rubbish. | Alice Munro | ||
| cb000c2 | ART Art is that thing having to do only with itself--the product of a successful attempt to make a work of art. Unfortunately, there are no expamples of art, nor good reasons to think that it will ever exist. (Everything that has been made has been made with a purpose, teverything with an end exists outside of that thing, i.e., "I want to sell this", or "I want this to make me famous and loved", or "I want this to make me whole", or worse, .. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| d52816b | The paper, the stapler, the staples, the tape. It makes me sick. Physical things. Forty years of loving someone becomes staples and tape. | love stapler staples tape | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| e085349 | But how to do feelings? All very well to write "She felt sad", or describe what a sad person might do, but what of sadness itself, how was that put across so it could be felt in all its lowering immediacy? Even harder was the threat, or the confusion of feeling contradictory things." | Ian McEwan | ||
| 226c752 | I feel an unhappiness which almost dismembers me, and at the same time am convinced of its necessity | Franz Kafka | ||
| 4b453e7 | There's no quiet place here on earth for our love, not in the village and not anywhere else, so I picture a grave, deep and narrow, in which we embrace as if clamped together, I bury my face against you, you yours against me, and no one will ever see us. | Franz Kafka | ||
| 2bd9973 | there is nothing bad to fear; once you have crossed that threshold, all is well. Another world, and you do not have to speak | Franz Kafka | ||
| 1cb8410 | It is not necessary to accept everything as true, one must only accept it as necessary | Franz Kafka | ||
| bffbb2c | One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in his bed he had been changed into a monstrous bug... | Franz Kafka | ||
| 85c405e | lky'n lnsn~ lys l sh`wran blwHd@. | Milan Kundera | ||
| ab0bb6e | You think that just because it's already happened, the past is finished and unchangeable? Oh no, the past is cloaked in multicolored taffeta and every time we look at it we see a different hue. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 5198345 | The worst of all fears is the fear of living | Theodore Roosevelt | ||
| 81b270f | The law presides over things of this world, finally. The world where shadow is shadow and light is light, yin is yin and yang is yang, I'm me and he's him. 'I am me and / He is him/ Autumn eve.' But you don't belong to that world, sonny. The world you belong to is above that or below that." Which is better?" I asked, out of simple curiosity. "Above or below?" It's not that either one is better," he said. After a brief coughing fit, he spat .. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| c006cd8 | April ended and May came along, but May was even worse than April. In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart. It usually happened as the sun was going down. In the pale evening gloom, when the soft fragrance of magnolias hung in the air, my heart would swell without warning, and tremble, and lurch with a stab of pain. I would try clamping my eyes shut and gritting my teeth, and wait for it to.. | norwegian-wood | Haruki Murakami | |
| 245c9f3 | Potentiality knocks on the door of my heart. [On Seeing The 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning ] | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 209a076 | I just run. I run in void. Or maybe I should put it the other way: I run in order to acquire a void. | Haruki Murakami |