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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1f5e3c7 | I don't think that women ought to sit down at table with men. It ruins conversation and I'm sure it's very bad for them. It puts ideas in their heads, and women are never at ease with themselves when they have ideas. | women | W. Somerset Maugham | |
| 436d73d | I am human. Like all humans, I do not remember my birth. By the time we wake up to ourselves, we are little children, and our advent is something that happened an eternity ago, at the beginning of time. We live like latecomers to the theater; we must catch up as best we can, divining the begging from the shape of later events. - Vida Winter | human | Diane Setterfield | |
| 01a9b8c | Have you ever given someone a book you enjoyed enormously, with a feeling of envy because they were about to read it for the first time, an experience you could never have again? | Jack Finney | ||
| 27026fd | She wandered over to the enclosed range, a rather modern-looking contraption that Cook had purchased earlier in the year. "Do you know how to work this?" she asked. "No idea. You?" Daphne shook her head. "None." She reached forward and gingerly touched the surface of the stove top. "It's not hot." "Not even a little bit?" She shook her head. "It's rather cold, actually." Brother and sister were silent for a few seconds. "You know," Anthony .. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 0aeda26 | Will you be quiet?" he asked, smiling down at her. She nodded. He pretended to think about it. "I don't believe you/" She planted her hands on her hips, which had to be a ludicrous postition, naked as she was from the waist up. All right," he acceded, "but the only words I'll allow from your mouth are, 'Oh, Gareth,' and 'Yes, Gareth.' He lifted his finger. What about 'More, Gareth?'" He almost kept a straith face. "That will be acceptable.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 970d652 | We live on the flat, on the level, and yet - and so - we aspire. Groundlings, we can sometimes reach as far as the gods. Some soar with art, others with religion; most with love. But when we soar, we can also crash. There are few soft landings. We may find ourselves bouncing across the ground with leg-fracting force, dragged towards some foreign railway line. Every love story is a potential grief story. If not at first, then later. If not f.. | Julian Barnes | ||
| 931f67a | How do you turn catastrophe into art? Nowadays the process is automatic. A nuclear plant explodes? We'll have a play on the London stage within a year. A President is assissinated? You can have the book or the film or the filmed book or booked film. War? Send in the novelists. A series of gruesome murders? Listen for the tramp of the poets. We have to understand it, of course, this catastrophe; to understand it, we have to imagine it, so we.. | Julian Barnes | ||
| 82f8158 | Power resides where men believe it resides. A very small man can cast a very large shadow. | power | George R.R. Martin | |
| f58cda5 | Then...there was no sorcery?" Lannister snorted. "Sorcery is the sauce fools spoon over failure to hide the flavor of their own incompetence." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| bcd0d79 | Inside the envelope with the letter was a little Princess Leia action figure USB flash drive. (they make these?) For me to store my novel on, since he was right-I never back up my computer's hard drive. The sight of it-it's Princess Leia in her Hoth outfit, my favorite of her costumes (how had he remembered?) brought tears to my eyes. | princess | Meg Cabot | |
| 81b978e | His eyes were eggs of unstable crystal, vibrating with a frequency whose name was rain and the sound of trains, suddenly sprouting a humming forest of hair-fine glass spines. | William Gibson | ||
| df5d50f | I lived for those moments when we were together, those few times in my life that I actually felt alive. | love moments | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| efef8bc | Autumn that year painted the countryside in vivid shades of scarlet, saffron and russet, and the days were clear and crisp under harvest skies. | sky | Sharon Kay Penman | |
| a78cab9 | stop now before i kill you a word to the wise from your friend PENNYWISE | kids stephen-king it pennywise | Stephen King | |
| f5aa7ea | Pray for rain all you like, but dig a well as you do it. | Stephen King | ||
| 929a8f4 | The goodbyes we speak and the goodbyes we hear are the good byes that tell us we're still alive. | life | Stephen King | |
| d763869 | Sometimes the only thing to do is to take the thing that you must have. Even if someone gets hurt. | stephen-king getting-what-you-want hurt | Stephen King | |
| 3c8df25 | Passing time adds false memories and modifies real ones. | Stephen King | ||
| e429205 | It's alright to feel fear, but sometimes a very bad idea to show it. | Stephen King | ||
| 78c4a26 | The thought process can never be complete without articulation. | Stephen King | ||
| 7a17f46 | In the Land of Memory the time is always . In the Kingdom of Ago, the clocks tick... but their hands never move. There is an Unfound Door (O lost) and memory is the key which opens it. | Stephen King | ||
| 49d146f | Like some dogs: kick them once and they never trust you again, no matter how nice you are to them. | stephen king | ||
| 2cb6319 | You don't have to look back to see those children; part of your mind will see them forever. They are not necessarily the best part of you, but they were once the repository of all you could become. | Stephen King | ||
| 1cbba39 | Fear is incomplete knowledge | Agatha Christie | ||
| 64277d2 | A great many men are mad, and no one knows it. They do not know it themselves | Agatha Christie | ||
| 3d493e7 | Our weapon is our knowledge. But remember, it may be a knowledge we may not know that we possess. | Agatha Christie | ||
| 4057906 | kn tHmsy mfrTan l~ drj@ 'ny kntu 'Zn s'SbH nsn@ Gyr s`yd@ n lm '`thr dwman `l~ ktb jdyd 'qr'h | Alberto Manguel | ||
| 57d161a | When I tell her what I'm thinking and she tells me what she's thinking, our each ideas jumping into the other's head, like coulouring blue crayon on top of yellow that makes green. | colors | Emma Donoghue | |
| e3520c7 | Reading without thinking is nothing, for a book is less important for what it says than for what it makes you think. | Louis L'Amour | ||
| 93ed4ea | But change proves that you are still alive. Change often measures our tolerance for folk different from ourselves. Can we accept their languages, their customs, their garments, and their foods into our own lives? If we can, then we form bonds, bonds that make wars less likely. If we cannot, if we believe that we must do things as we have always done them, then we must either fight to remain as we are, or die | difference wars | Robin Hobb | |
| 3e0bfec | The secret to happiness, at least to peace of mind, is knowing how to separate sex from love. And, if possible, eliminating romantic love from your life, which is the love that makes you suffer. That way, I assure you, you live with greater tranquility and enjoy things more. | sex | Mario Vargas Llosa | |
| 503d78e | So instead of teaching Chizalum to be likeable, teach her to be honest. And kind. And brave. Encourage her to speak her mind, to say what she really thinks, to speak truthfully. And then praise her when she does. Praise her especially when she takes a stand that is difficult or unpopular because it happens to be her honest position. Tell her that kindness matters. Praise her when she is kind to other people. But teach her that her kindness .. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| 5389201 | The trick is to find happiness in the brief gaps between disasters. | Christopher Paolini | ||
| df377ff | Never ask an elf for help; they might decide your better off dead, eh? | humor ironic page-207 orik random | Christopher Paolini | |
| dcc0d20 | There is a resemblance between men and women, not a contrast. When a man begins to recognize his feeling, the two unite. When men accept the sensitive side of themselves, they come alive. | masculinity gender | Anaïs Nin | |
| db7994e | Pain, thou art not an evil | Alexandre Dumas | ||
| 18c19da | I'm not the same person I was. I'm fucked up." I give her a sideways glance. "I am," she says. "You haven't even scratched the surface." "I find that most people worth knowing are fucked up in some way or another." | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| 9ff58f5 | There is something of yours I would like to return to you." "What?" He leaned across the distance between them and caught her mouth with his own. Her eyes fluttered closed and her lips parted easily as she felt the kiss sizzling through her nerves, rendering her thoughts to smoke. "Um..." Kaye stepped make, a little unsteadily. "Why does that belong to me?" "That was the kiss I stole from you when you were enchanted," he said patiently. "Oh.. | Holly Black | ||
| f82c03a | Then I place the blade next to the skine on my palm. A tingle arced across my scalp. The flood tipped up at me and my body spiraled away. Then I was on the ceiling looking down, waiting to see what would happen next. What happened next was thet a perfect, straight line of blood bloomed from under the blade.The line grow into a long, Fat bubbel, A lush crimson bubbel that got bigger and bigger. I watch from above, waiting to see how big it .. | patricia-mccormick | Patricia McCormick | |
| 4a724f7 | I don't think people realize, when they're just getting started on an eating disorder or even when they're in the grip of one, that it is not something that you just "get over." For the vast majority of eating-disordered people, it is something that will haunt you for the rest of your life. You may change your behavior, change your beliefs about yourself and your body, give up that particular way of coping in the world. You may learn, as I .. | forget | Marya Hornbacher | |
| 00e21eb | Nothing lasts and yet nothing passes either, and nothing passes just because nothing lasts. | Philip Roth | ||
| e7b4a58 | The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one . | Mitch Albom | ||
| 2903d1d | ktb `lyn 'n n`ysh lhmwm wntjr` l'Hzn wnkZm lGyZ 'w nzfrh smr wnkt wnwdr hzly@ | Naguib Mahfouz | ||
| 534e640 | I had the urge to examine my life in another culture and move beyond what I knew. | Frances Mayes |