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ee9ad00 Time is the clarity for seeing right and wrong. Alan Lightman
9a6cd8b Apparently unaffected, she rose. "Yeah, you're probably right. I should be going." She feigned a yawn. "You've gotta head back to work and I've gotta head to jail. Big night for me. I'm planning to shiv someone for a bar of soap. --" declan-chase dreams-of-a-dark-warrior lore regin-the-radiant valkyrie immortals-after-dark kresley-cole berserker paranormal-romance Kresley Cole
c9f91ff Regin slapped her knees. "Oh, my gods, look at him running like his life depended on catching us." She slid open the door. "Is this straight outta Platoon, or what? Willem!" she cried, holding out one hand. "Run, Willem!" Then she choked on her laughter." -- Kresley Cole
904ef7f Yo, Dekko, who do I gotta blow around here to get a shower? dreams-of-a-dark-warrior lore regin-the-radiant valkyrie immortals-after-dark kresley-cole berserker paranormal-romance Kresley Cole
2c1e36a You do not mind my humor?" "Not at all. I've not laughed like this ..." His brows drew together. "I think I've never laughed like this." "Usually I exasperate people. And I jest at inappropriate times. Such as during executions. Freya says 'tis my gift and my bane to frustrate others." "I like your manner, Reginleit. Life is long without humor." humor radiant-ones regan-the-radiant declan-chase dreams-of-a-dark-warrior lore valkyrie immortals-after-dark kresley-cole berserker paranormal-romance Kresley Cole
285c704 he wanted to do, to be, to feel- and could not; he wanted sense, he wanted purpose- in Freud's words, 'Work and Love'. Oliver Sacks
a445456 This life is slow suicide, unless you read. Herman Wouk
18eb2c0 Peace, if it ever exists, will not be based on the fear of war, but on the love of peace. It will not be the abstaining from an act, but the coming of a state of mind. Herman Wouk
ba2e046 I stand here waiting. To disappear or sing. sing waiting Francesca Lia Block
c9af502 The Haunting was the feeling you got sometimes, in the Vurt, the real world calling you home. There's more to life than this. This is just a game. dreampunk Jeff Noon
a2014ec Thoughts are divine. Virginia Woolf
ac55bd3 Suppose, for instance, that men were only represented in literature as the lovers of women, and were never the friends of men, soldiers, thinkers, dreamers; how few parts in the plays of Shakespeare could be allotted to them; how literature would suffer! We might perhaps have most of Othello; and a good deal of Antony; but no Caesar, no Brutus, no Hamlet, no Lear, no Jaques--literature would be incredibly impoverished, as indeed literature .. Virginia Woolf
a2bdd4f He doubted her. You must never doubt the one you love. But they might not be telling the truth. Never mind that. You tell them the truth. What do you mean? You can't be another person's honesty, child, but you can be your own. So what should I say? When? When I love someone? You should say it. Jeanette Winterson
e5e96b4 I like autumn. The drama of it; the golden lion roaring through the back door of the year, shaking its mane of leaves. A dangerous time; of violent rages and deceptive calm, of fireworks in the pockets and conkers in the fist. Joanne Harris
7b8bfc4 Rule 1: When all else fails, follow instructions. And Rule 2: Don't be an asshole. Anne Lamott
c71b4d0 What is done cannot be undone, but one can prevent it happening again. Anne Frank
2e83283 Everything was such a damned nice idea when it was an idea. Tim O'Brien
3864491 Many things happened in my life, and I thought that they changed me. But in the end, nothing has changed since I was seventeen. If I could keep today's happiness I wouldn't worry about tomorrow. seventeen Ai Yazawa
00bcb07 How could I pretend to be someone else when I was already failing at being the person I already was? Catherine Gilbert Murdock
baba5ba I was born to be your rival,' she [Anne] said simply. 'And you mine. We're sisters, aren't we? henry-viii mary-boleyn historical-fiction Philippa Gregory
28f43e9 I woke at dawn every morning to his touch, the delight of his warmth and the heady smell of his skin. I had never before lain with a man who had loved me completely, for myself, and it was a dizzy experience. I had never lain with a man whose touch I adored without any need to hide my adoration, or exaggerate it, or adjust it at all. I simply loved him as if he were my one and only lover, and he loved me too with the same simplicty of appet.. Philippa Gregory
103ca16 I am locked into the mirror and there is no door out. Laurie Halse Anderson
f15d54f He says a million things without saying a word. I have never heard a more eloquent silence. Laurie Halse Anderson
5227ac5 That's how it is sometimes when we plunge into the depths of our lives. No one can accompany us, not even those who would give up their hearts for our happiness. Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
8024a6f To read well, that is, to read true books in a true spirit, is a noble exercise, and one that will tax the reader more than any exercise which the customs of the day esteem. It requires a training such as the athletes underwent, the steady intention almost of the whole life to this object. Books must be read as deliberately and reservedly as they were written. Henry David Thoreau
2d9d04c Since you got here by not thinking, it seems reasonable to expect that, in order to get out, you must start thinking. Norton Juster
a37ffa1 But why do only unimportant things?" asked Milo, who suddenly remembered how much time he spent each day doing them. "Think of all the trouble it saves," the man explained, and his face looked as if he'd be grinning an evil grin--if he could grin at all. "If you only do the easy and useless jobs, you'll never have to worry about the important ones which are so difficult. You just won't have the time. For there's always something to do to ke.. wasting-time Norton Juster
f7b3789 There are people in the world for whom "coming along" is a perpetual process, people who are destined never to arrive." James Baldwin
25550a6 Why make yourself miserable saying things like, "Why do we have such bad luck? What has God done to us? What have we done to deserve this?" - all of which, if you understand reality and take it completely into your heart, are irrelevant and unsolvable. They are just things that nobody can know. Your situation is just an accident of life." -- science rationality Richard P. Feynman
cfac0bd I wonder if it will be--can be--any more beautiful than this,' murmured Anne, looking around her with the loving, enraptured eyes of those to whom 'home' must always be the loveliest spot in the world, no matter what fairer lands may lie under alien stars. L.M. Montgomery
09bf6db Part of the racialized sexism wants everyone to think that a 15-year old Mexican is not a girl, she's a woman. We know she's a girl. We can never emphasize this enough, because this is the fate of colored girls globally right now: the denial of their girlhood, the denial of their childhood, and the constant state of risk and danger they are living in. race sexism bell hooks
0ebbeee People talk sometimes of a bestial cruelty, but that's a great injustice and insult to the beasts; a beast can never be so cruel as a man, so artistically cruel. The tiger only tears and gnaws, that's all he can do. He would never think of nailing people by the ears, even if he were able to do it. Fyodor Dostoyevsky
6d20f7f I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing. Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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. leo-tolstoy civilization enjoyment 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. krakauer into-the-wild climbing 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
682adaa Personally, I think sex should be like math. At school. No one really cares if they're crap at math. They even proclaim it. They'll say to anyone, "Yeah, I don't mind science and English, but I'm absolutely shithouse at math." And other people will laugh and say,"Yeah, me too. I would have a clue about all that logarithm shit. You should be able to say that about sex too. You should be proudly able to say, "Yeah I wouldn't have a clue abou.. sex humor Markus Zusak
0e27fe2 Her future, she thought, was likely to be worse than her past, for after her years of contented renunciation, she had slipped back into desire and longing; she found joyless days of distasteful occupation harder and harder; she found the image of the intense and varied life she yearned for, and despaired of, becoming more and more importunate. George Eliot
0a6be10 Vain trifles as they seem, clothes have, they say, more important offices than to merely keep us warm. They change our view of the world and the world's view of us. Virginia Woolf