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| cb21c1d | At last the cold crept up my spine; at last it filled me from foot to head; at last I grew so chill and desolate that all thought and pain and awareness came to a standstill. I wasn't miserable anymore: I wasn't anything at all. I was a nothing-- a random configuration of molecules. If my heart still beat I didn't know it. I was aware of one thing only; next to the gaping fact called Death, all I knew was nothing, all I did meant nothing, a.. | realization | David James Duncan | |
| 68a609a | You know what happens when you dream of falling? Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c056522 | Nobody's American," said Wednesday. "Not originally. That's my point." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 695a185 | The stuff you bring back from dreams is free. | graphic-novels | Neil Gaiman | |
| d23fae3 | What's your name, lad?" "Newton. Newton Pulsifer." "LUCIFER? What's that you say? Are ye of the Spawn of Darkness, a tempting beguiling creature from the pit, wanton limbs steaming from the fleshpots of Hades, in tortured and lubricious thrall to your Stygian and hellish masters?" "That's Pulsifer," explained Newton. "With a P. I don't know about the other stuff, but we come from Surrey." The voice on the phone sounded vaguely disappointed... | Neil Gaiman | ||
| a4afeb6 | Crowley had been extremely impressed with the warranties offered by the computer industry, and had in fact sent a bundle Below to the department that drew up the Immortal Soul agreements, with a yellow memo form attached just saying: "Learn, guys." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 034de0a | It was like the classic scene in the movies where one lover is on the train and one is on the platform and the train starts to pull away, and the lover on the platform begins to trot along and then jog and then sprint and then gives up altogether as the train speeds irrevocably off. Except in this case I was all the parts: I was the lover on the platform, I was the lover on the train. And I was also the train. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 711d230 | What do people fear most about death? I asked the reb. "Fear?" he thought for a moment. 'Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?" That's big. "Yes. But there's something else." What else? | have little | Mitch Albom | |
| fdfa365 | What's wrong with being number 2? | Mitch Albom | ||
| 0eb843d | People say they "find" love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a CERTAIN love." | Mitch Albom | ||
| 862981b | Then she cried without tears, which is said to hurt even more like dry labor. | Laura Esquivel | ||
| a26370e | So the small things came into their own: small acts of helping others, if one could; small ways of making one's own life better: acts of love, acts of tea, acts of laughter. Clever people might laugh at such simplicity, but, she asked herself, what was their own solution? | love tea | Alexander McCall Smith | |
| 6432ca5 | One of the most effective forms of industrial or military sabotage limits itself to damage that can never be thoroughly proven - or even proven at all - to be anything deliberate. It is like an invisible political movement; perhaps it isn't there at all. If a bomb is wired to a car's ignition, then obviously there is an enemy; if public building or a political headquarters is blown up, then there is a political enemy. But if an accident, or.. | Philip K. Dick | ||
| cdd9abd | Everything is true,' he said. 'Everything anybody has ever thought.' 'Will you be all right?' 'I'll be all right,' he said, and thought, And I'm going to die. Both those are true, too. | life thought truth | Philip K. Dick | |
| e28fc31 | Sadness is more or less like a head cold - with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| acf933f | I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass. I crave to be rid of them... | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 42be5e6 | The truth hit him. Jason wasn't quite Roman anymore. His time at Camp Half-Blood had changed him. Reyna had recognized that. Apparently, so did the undead legionnaires. If Jason no longer gave off the right sort of vibe, or aura of a Roman leader... | heroes-of-olympus house-of-hades jason-grace percy-jackson | Rick Riordan | |
| 905c657 | You are a half-blood," Zoe Nightshade said. Her accent was hard to place. It sounded old-fashioned, like she was reading from a really old book. "One of thy parents was mortal. The other was an Olympian." "An Olympian athlete?" "No," Zoe said. "One of the gods." "Cool!" said Nico." | nico-di-angelo nico-diangelo olympian | Rick Riordan | |
| f1c5fc0 | I remember something Marcus Aurelius used to tell his son, a quote that later became famous in his Meditations book: Think of yourself as dead. You have lived your life. Now, take what's left and live it properly. What doesn't transmit light creates its own darkness. | Rick Riordan | ||
| e214ba4 | Hearth signed, 'is it talking? I don't read sword lips.'" 'what is he saying?' Jack asked. 'I don't read elf hands" | Rick Riordan | ||
| 4d2128f | Inhale and hold the evening in your lungs. | inhale lungs | Sebastian Faulks | |
| 13d56a8 | Annabeth recognized something else in her face, too - in the hard set of her mouth and the deliberate way she raised her chin like she was ready to accept any challenge. Reyna was forcing a look of courage, while holding back a mixture of hopefulness and worry and fear that she couldn't show in public. Annabeth knew that expression. She saw it every time she looked in a mirror. | Rick Riordan | ||
| e831307 | You'd think he'd ran out off rocks," I muttered" | Rick Riordan | ||
| eaf4fe9 | If I ever become a king, I'm totally going to ask him for an army of giant golden acid-spitting llamas. Okay, sorry. I got distracted again. | Rick Riordan | ||
| e66fbdc | The two of them looked so comfortable together it made Nico glad. But it also it caused an ache in his heart - a ghostly pain, like an old war wound throbbing in bad weather. | love nico-di-angelo pain | Rick Riordan | |
| 589965e | For thousands of years, you humans have been throwing in everything as you come across--hopes, dreams, wishes that never came true. Irresponsible waste management, if you ask me. | Rick Riordan | ||
| be3cc73 | Hello!" The girl in the blood-red dress beamed at Leo. "Are you Dionysus?" There was only one answer to that. "Yes!" Leo yelped. "Absolutely. I am Dionysus." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 8c88135 | Don't worry, kid." Blitz brought out the silken cord. "This rope can't be weakened. And Hearthstone's right. We might as well tie it to one another for safety." "That way if we fall," Sam said, "We'll fall together." "Sold," I said, trying to tamp down my anxiety. "I love dying with friends." | Rick Riordan | ||
| aa4e75b | And flash him!" Annabeth's face reddened. "That came out wrong. But yeah, good idea." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 8777638 | I wondered if I should start a small fire in Percy Jackson's sink, perhaps burn some bandages in thanks, but I decided that might strain that Jackson's hospitality. | funny rick-riordan | Rick Riordan | |
| ba6ebc9 | Travis: I didn't know they made permanent makeup. I looked like a clown for a month. Connor: Yeah. They put a curse on me so that no matter what I wore, my clothes were two sizes too small and I felt like a geek. Travis: You are a geek. | funny twins | Rick Riordan | |
| 0ac6eef | Living in the Islamic Republic is like having sex with someone you loathe. | iran islamic-republic sex | Azar Nafisi | |
| 788bee0 | Where we choose to be, where we choose to be--we have the power to determine that in our lives. We cannot reel time backward or forward, but we can take ourselves to the place that defines our being. | independence philosophy | Sena Jeter Naslund | |
| 2482f3b | More than anything I was relieved that in my unfamiliar babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state I'd stopped myself from blurting the thing I'd never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying out loud to him in the street - which was, of course, I love you. | boys-love i-m-dying theo | Donna Tartt | |
| 20ed16f | Michael had once read to her how God had cast a man and woman out of paradise. Yet, for all their human faults and failures. God had shown them the way back in. | inspirational love religion | Francine Rivers | |
| 40c7d83 | My lungs are thick with the smoke of your absence. | Raymond Carver | ||
| 8443b92 | You have to fight for your life. That's the chief condition on which you hold it. | Saul Bellow | ||
| ba391ca | Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely vi.. | emily-dickinson | Emily Dickinson | |
| 4ae5fe6 | A power of Butterfly must be - The Aptitude to fly | flying | Emily Dickinson | |
| af07c5c | I opened the door and blinked out into the bright hall. I had the impression it wasn't night and it wasn't day, but some lurid third interval that had suddenly slipped between them and would never end. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| faa31c1 | dwst dshtm z tw drwGy bshnwm | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| 76ad55c | Ender didn't like fighting. He didn't like Peter's kind, the strong against the weak, and he didn't like his own kind either, the smart against the stupid. | force manipulation | Orson Scott Card | |
| 17e7f2b | But the warriors true, the brave of heart Who valiently upheld the right | Brian Jacques | ||
| fc594db | I said: "He cannot be so bad if he loves roses so much." "But he is a Beast," said Father helplessly. I saw that he was weakening, and wishing only to comfort him I said, "Cannot a Beast be tamed?" | Robin McKinley |