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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c368477 | What kind of human person has a favorite eraser? | William Goldman | ||
| e54f0bf | Nobody knows anything...... Not one person in the entire motion picture field knows for a certainty what's going to work. Every time out it's a guess and, if you're lucky, an educated one. | humor luck | William Goldman | |
| 8c3e926 | There have been five great kisses since 1642 B.C. when Saul and Delilah Korn's inadvertent discovery swept across Western civilization. (Before then couples hooked thumbs.) And the precise rating of kisses is a terribly difficult thing, often leading to great controversy, because although everyone agrees with the formula of affection times purity times intensity times duration, no one has ever been completely satisfied with how much weight .. | William Goldman | ||
| 41bc77a | Love is not about owning someone, but about loving them. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| ecb6bb3 | I felt alone on the planet, drifting through the cosmos. With both hands I reached out to the night. There was no answer. Or maybe I just couldn't hear it. | life | Jerry Spinelli | |
| 174a6c0 | I try to give'em a reason, you see. It helps folks if they can latch onto a reason. | Harper Lee | ||
| b12a51c | As you grew up, when you were grown, totally unknown to yourself, you confused your father with God. You never saw him as a man with a man's heart, and a man's failings--I'll grant you it may have been hard to see, he makes so few mistakes, but he makes 'em like all of us. | Harper Lee | ||
| 8edcde7 | You see how fake it all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town. | paper-town plastic | John Green | |
| 543f9a6 | It's a hard life sometimes and the biggest temptation is to let how hard it is be an excuse to weaken | Walter Dean Myers | ||
| b839bfc | The feeling I have reminds me of New Year's Eve, when the countdown is coming and I'm not quite sure whether to grab my camera or just live in the moment. Usually I grab the camera and later regret it when the picture doesn't turn out. Then I feel enormously let down and think to myself that the night would have been more fun if it didn't mean quite so much, if I weren't forced to analyze where I've been and where I'm going. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 9d2709c | So little is actually worthy of belief or disbelief. Better to strive to coexist than seek to disapprove . . . | coexistence | David Mitchell | |
| dddb067 | He makes me feel like that. Like flying. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 2242292 | Doing what you're supposed to do is always boring. I can't imagine anything worse than being required to have fun. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| a65b7a2 | You can't blame a match for a house made of straw | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 7572933 | Seize the day, whatever's in it to seize, before something comes along and seizes you. | Lloyd Alexander | ||
| 793308b | It is hungry, it it immortal. Worse, it knows nothing of whim. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| cc85d9d | Knowledge is hot water on wool. It shrinks time and space. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| c51d278 | Oh, Tongue, give sound to joy and sing Of hope and promise on dragonwing | Anne McCaffrey | ||
| 3793b72 | Oh, Fortuna, you capricious sprite! | John Kennedy Toole | ||
| ecbd645 | Corrigan told me once that Christ was quite easy to understand. He went where He was supposed to go. He stayed where He was needed. He took little or nothing along, a pair of sandals, a bit of a shirt, a few odds and ends to stave off the loneliness. He never rejected the world. If He had rejected it, He would have been rejecting mystery. And if He rejected mystery, He would have been rejecting faith. | Colum McCann | ||
| 4a84439 | I wanted a heaven. And I grew up striving for that world-- an eternal world- that would wash away my temporary misery. | insightful longing | Craig Thompson | |
| 2d90617 | The bud disappears when the blossom breaks through, and we might say that the former is refuted by the latter; in the same way when the fruit comes, the blossom may be explained to be a false form of the plant's existence, for the fruit appears as its true nature in place of the blossom. The ceaseless activity of their own inherent nature makes these stages moments of an organic unity, where they not merely do not contradict one another, bu.. | Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel | ||
| 2f3901c | I don't know whether you have ever seen a map of a person's mind. Doctors sometimes draw maps of other parts of you, and your own map can become intensely interesting, but catch them trying to draw a map of a child's mind, which is not only confused, but keeps going round all the time. There are zigzag lines on it, just like your temperature on a card, and these are probably roads on the island, for the Neverland is always more or less an i.. | J. M. Barrie | ||
| 8f86059 | Lord, if I thought you were listening, I'd pray for this above all: that any church set up in your name should remain poor, and powerless, and modest. That it should wield no authority except that of love. That it should never cast anyone out. That it should own no property and make no laws. That it should not condemn, but only forgive. | Philip Pullman | ||
| cff1a8a | And at the word alone, Will felt a great wave of rage and despair moving outwards from a place deep within him, as if his mind were an ocean that some profound convulsion had disturbed. All his life he'd been alone, and now he must be alone again, and this infinitely precious blessing that had come to him must be taken away almost at once.He felt the wave build higher and steeper to darken the sky, he felt the crest tremble and begin to spi.. | Philip Pullman | ||
| 589b416 | If a witch needs something, another witch will give it to her. If there is war to be fought, we don't consider cost one of the factors in deciding whether or not it is right to fight. Nor do we have any notion of honor. An insult to a bear is a deadly thing. To us...inconceivable. How could you insult a witch? What would it matter if you did? | Philip Pullman | ||
| ef972c7 | Symbols and emblems were everywhere. Buildings and pictures were designed to be read like books. Everything stood for something else; if you had the right dictionary, you could read Nature itself. It was hardly surprising to find philosophers using the symbolism of their time to interpret knowledge that came from a mysterious source. | Philip Pullman | ||
| 6f5a1ae | We can do subtle," I assured her. "It's our middle name," Andrea added. For some odd reason Rene didn't look convinced." | kate rene subtlety | Ilona Andrews | |
| e0bcd9e | Someone pounded on the office door. Barabas moved to the door, slid aside the metal shutter covering the narrow spy window, and looked through it."It's your lover man." "Barabas, open the damn door," Raphael snarled. Barabas slid the shutter closed. "Do you want me to let him in?" "I'm thinking about it." Barabas slid the shutter open. "She's thinking about it." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 21e7a33 | Landon paced back and forth, his eyes a little wild. ''Well, he took it worse than I did,'' Curran said. ''I don't see what the big deal is.'' ''It's a sword made out of your grandmothers bones, Kate.'' I shrugged Landon stared at me through the windshield, turned around, paced back and forth, and stared at me again | kate landon sword | Ilona Andrews | |
| cbe11d4 | Now Julie could stay here, in the Keep full of homicidal maniacs who grew teeth the size of switchblades and erupted into a violent frenzy when threatened. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| aab2527 | I'm an angel of death. I don't need night school, woman. You should just give up on this detective shit and start killing people for a living. It's simple, honest work, and you ain't got the brains for anything else. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| b2eca0f | You don't return your phone calls." The vampire leaned forward, tapping my doodle with a scimitar claw. "Is that a lion with horns and a pitchfork?" "Yep." "Is he carrying the moon on his pitchfork?" "No, it's a pie. What can I do for Atlanta's premier Master of the Dead?" | Ilona Andrews | ||
| d243901 | I don't know if you heard, but I kind of run this place. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| f61f9d5 | What do you think?" he asked, his voice deep and commanding. I eyed him. "Impressive, but too much." He leaned toward me, the blue eyes smoky with a promise I was shure he could fulfill. I tried not to think of the bedroom. "Too much?" "Yes. I like the menace. It's very masculine, but he looks like he would screw everything in sight and call me 'wench" | saiman | Ilona Andrews | |
| a6971ab | If you come back to me, I'll never leave you", I whispered into the furry ear. "I'll make you all the pies you could ever eat." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 0e914b0 | Rosencrantz: Shouldn't we be doing something--constructive? Guildenstern: What did you have in mind? ... A short, blunt human pyramid...? | Tom Stoppard | ||
| 4b4ad4f | He left her. She was dissatisfied with him. He had preferred to incur her anger rather than cause her pain. He had kept all the pain for himself. | Victor Hugo | ||
| f72bd41 | But that's the whole aim of civilization: to make everything a source of enjoyment. | civilization enjoyment leo-tolstoy | Leo Tolstoy | |
| a214ff7 | Even a feeble-minded man wants to be like other men." --Charlie Gordan" | man | Daniel Keyes | |
| a9ec4a7 | You are my sympathy - my better self - my good angel; I am bound to you by a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely; a fervant, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my center and spring of life, wraps my existence about you - and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| f26232a | Everyone knows how we white people feel, the glorified Mammy figure who dedicates her whole life to a white family. Margaret Mitchell covered that. But no one ever asked Mammy how she felt about it. | Kathryn Stockett | ||
| 0c27341 | I thought climbing the Devil's Thumb would fix all that was wrong with my life. In the end, of course, it changed almost nothing. But I came to appreciate that mountains make poor receptacles for dreams. | climbing into-the-wild krakauer | Jon Krakauer | |
| e668f37 | Then the mother of the murdered boy rose, turned to you, and said, "You exist. You matter. You have value. You have every right to wear your hoodie, to play your music as loud as you want. You have every right to be you. And no one should deter you from being you. You have to be you. And you can never be afraid to be you." | Ta-Nehisi Coates |