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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c65d042 | Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| a6d3087 | I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing. | inspirational | Agatha Christie | |
| 1436b1a | The town was paper, but the memories were not. | John Green | ||
| 5ab017b | What is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous." | John Green | ||
| a8b2397 | What happens when people open their hearts?" "They get better." | vulnerability | Haruki Murakami | |
| 82a96d0 | I am not sure exactly what heaven will be like, but I know that when we die and it comes time for God to judge us, he will not ask, 'How many good things have you done in your life?' rather he will ask, 'How much love did you put into what you did? | love inspirational | Mother Teresa | |
| ee7f52c | It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing. | the-fault-in-our-stars | John Green | |
| bf9982a | Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?" | monsters | Cassandra Clare | |
| d829e72 | I don't want to die without any scars. | tyler-durden scars | Chuck Palahniuk | |
| 6c0f531 | It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight. | love | Vladimir Nabokov | |
| 3fcbdff | If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. | romance unrequited-love | William Shakespeare | |
| 3cf2054 | Resist much, obey little. | Walt Whitman | ||
| ff8b433 | Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't. | truth | Mark Twain | |
| 0ed0e04 | Don't order any of the faerie food," said Jace, looking at her over the top of his menu. "It tends to make humans a little crazy. One minute you're munching a faerie plum, the next minute you're running naked down Madison Avenue with antlers on your head. Not," he added hastily, "that this has ever happened to me." | city-of-bones jace mortal-instruments | Cassandra Clare | |
| 9457d6b | Deadlines just aren't real to me until I'm staring one in the face. | humor procrastinate | Rick Riordan | |
| 4989d9e | We're all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you've been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there's no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn't until you finally run up against your deepest demons.. | relationships love inspirational being-loved completion | Andrew Boyd | |
| 8bc8ccc | Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always | hazel-grace | John Green | |
| 9d0eafa | She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it). | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 00aa42f | She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 1c26eff | The road to hell is paved with adverbs. | Stephen King | ||
| 48702fa | It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| 59e9aea | And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. | god hope love | Anonymous | |
| a442683 | None of us really changes over time. We only become more fully what we are. | Anne Rice | ||
| eef277b | The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be. | science perspective | Douglas Adams | |
| 0740570 | You are the answer to every prayer I've offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don't know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have. | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| 547b678 | Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving. | travel change growth discworld | Terry Pratchett | |
| b60a358 | I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it. | death inspirational | Mark Twain | |
| 91146e5 | Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant. | reap sow inspirational plant seed day seeds judge | Robert Louis Stevenson | |
| 9218739 | Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness. | Markus Zusak | ||
| dfdb537 | It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| ee81f46 | It's strange because sometimes, I read a book, and I think I am the people in the book. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| 7029ca9 | But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars. | hope inspirational | Martin Luther King, Jr. | |
| a0a51ea | Angry people are not always wise. | jane-austen wisdom | Jane Austen | |
| 5be1eda | I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun. | romance | Jane Austen | |
| 0d94558 | Don't talk to me." "Why not?" "Because I want to fix that in my memory for ever. Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..." | harry-potter humor ron-weasley | J.K. Rowling | |
| 35dee46 | You know, Minister, I disagree with Dumbledore on many counts...but you cannot deny he's got style... | fudge minister style | J.K. Rowling | |
| 06e025b | None but ourselves can free our minds. | reggae bob-marley music inspirational | Bob Marley | |
| 1e59a3e | What I say is, a town isn't a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it's got a bookstore, it knows it's not foolin' a soul. | towns bookstore | Neil Gaiman | |
| 4495e56 | Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt. | Kurt Vonnegut | ||
| 003cdb9 | Love conquers all," Aphrodite promised. "Look at Helen and Paris. Did they let anything come between them?" "Didn't they start the Trojan War and get thousands of people killed?" "Pfft. That's not the point. Follow your heart." | true-love | Rick Riordan | |
| 8579158 | I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?" "A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus." | stele magnus-bane regret | Cassandra Clare | |
| 3c38fb2 | When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun. | stars light | William Shakespeare | |
| ae73a16 | One of the Silent Brothers is here to see you. Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually he offered to wake you himself, but since it's 5 a.m., I figured you'd be less cranky if you had something nice to look at." "Meaning you?" "What else?" | jace-wayland ego | Cassandra Clare | |
| 329befd | If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him. | pain suffering hope love waiting | Paulo Coelho |