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| e346027 | An afternoon drive from Los Angeles will take you up into the high mountains, where eagles circle above the forests and the cold blue lakes, or out over the Mojave Desert, with its weird vegetation and immense vistas. Not very far away are Death Valley, and Yosemite, and Sequoia Forest with its giant trees which were growing long before the Parthenon was built; they are the oldest living things in the world. One should visit such places oft.. | desert empowerment environment freedom happiness liberation los-angeles mountains nature risk risk-taking self-responsibility wildness | Christopher Isherwood | |
| 11bbc7c | In the long run, we only hit what we aim at. | Henry David Thoreau | ||
| 4fb1d8d | Don't get stabbed. It makes everything awkward. | awkward funny maureen-johnson shades-of-london | Maureen Johnson | |
| 09f9537 | The whole "weak in the knees" thing,which she always thought was just some idiotic expression back from the golden age of idiotic expressions,was real. -Suite Scarlett" | Maureen Johnson | ||
| 9e9f097 | It was clearly one of those mornings when I was particularly American. | Maureen Johnson | ||
| 732de3a | She looks just as music sounds, I think,' answered Anne. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 51f660c | Writers don't give prescriptions. They give headaches! | Chinua Achebe | ||
| 151fb72 | I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain. --JAMES A. BALDWIN | Brené Brown | ||
| 1f4019b | Allegiance, after all, has to work two ways; and one can grow weary of an allegiance which is not reciprocal. | reciprocity | James Baldwin | |
| 84ba55b | I prefer sinners and madmen, who can learn, who can change, who can teach-or people like myself, if I may say so, who are not afraid to eat a lobster alone as they take on their shoulders the monumental weight of thirty years | James Baldwin | ||
| e0b594a | At seventeen dreams DO satisfy because you think the realities are waiting for you farther on. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 802a42b | Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer. | suffering virgin-mary woman | Willa Cather | |
| 966a786 | Beloved community is formed not by the eradication of difference but by its affirmation, by each of us claiming the identities and cultural legacies that shape who we are and how we live in the world. | bell hooks | ||
| fac7cd3 | You don't make me miserable. You make me want to live. And I want to live with you. | Krista Ritchie | ||
| b116ae3 | There is a theory going around that the U.S.A. was and still is a gigantic Masonic plot under the ultimate control of the group known as the Illuminati. It is difficult to look for long at the strange single eye crowning the pyramid which is found on every dollar bill and not begin to believe the story, a little. Too many anarchists in 19th-century Europe--Bakunin, Proudhon, Salverio Friscia--were Masons for it to be pure chance. Lovers of .. | conspiracy freemasonry illuminati | Thomas Pynchon | |
| b4daa97 | Speaking of ways, pet, by the way, there is such a thing as a tesseract. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 373a298 | I think your mythology would call them fallen angels. War and hate are their business, and one of their chief weapons is un-Naming - making people not know who they are. If someone knows who he is, really knows, then he doesn't need to hate. That's why we still need Namers, because there are places throughout the universe like your planet Earth. When everyone is really and truly Named, then the Echthroi will be vanquished. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| d1321db | She was brilliant and joyous and she believed- probably correctly- that libraries contain the answers to all things, to everything, and that if you can't find the information you seek in the library, then such information probably doesn't exist in this or any parallel universe now or ever to be known. She was thoughtful and kind and she always believed the best of everybody. She was, above all else, a master librarian and she knew where to .. | libraries | Gary Paulsen | |
| f33dd3c | I loved him in that moment, loved him more than I'd ever loved anyone, and I wanted to to tell them all that I was the snake in the grass, the monster in the lake. I wasn't worthy of this sacrifice; I was a liar, a cheat, a thief. And I would have told, except that a part of me was glad. Glad that this would all be over with soon. Baba would dismiss them, there would be some pain, but life would move on. I wanted that, to move on, to forget.. | life love moving-on | Khaled Hosseini | |
| ce85050 | People...shouldn't be allowed to have new children if they'd already given away all their love to their old ones. It wasn't fair. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 7cc170b | You're not going to cry, are you? - I am not going to cry! Not over you. Not in a thousand years. | tariq | Khaled Hosseini | |
| 065904a | Beauty made you love, and love made you beautiful. | Elizabeth von Arnim | ||
| b8eb36b | No fair! Those guys ripped off what we rightfully stole! | Gordon Korman | ||
| 2170d7e | And Harry, with the unerring skill of the Seeker, caught the wand in his free hand as Voldemort fell backward, arms splayed, the slit pupils of the scarlet eyes rolling upward. Tom Riddle hit the floor with a mundane finality, his body feeble and shrunken, the white hands empty, the snakelike face vacant and unknowing. Voldemort was dead, killed by his own rebounding curse, and Harry stood with two wands in his hands, staring down at his en.. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 7355c27 | I'm serious, Harry, don't go." But Harry only had one thought in his head, which was to get back in front of the mirror, and Ron wasn't going to stop him. That third night he found his way more quickly than before. He was walking so fast he knew he was making more noise than was wise, but he didn't meet anyone. And there were his mother and father smiling at him again, and one of his grandfathers nodding happily. Harry sank down to sit on t.. | harry-potter mirror-of-erised nothing-but-the-truth ron-weasley | J.K. Rowling | |
| a604ae8 | Harry, just go down to the lake tomorrow, right, stick your head in, yell at the merpeople to give back whatever they've nicked, and see if they chuck it out. Best you can do, mate. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| ebe53d3 | Are -- you -- insane?" said Hermione in a hushed voice. 'I don't think so,' said Harry, shrugging." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 0646491 | Birth and death: there was the same consciousness of heightened existence and of her own elevated importance | death j-k-rowling the-casual-vacancy | J.K. Rowling | |
| dcdbfbf | You love someone, you've got to let something go. | Mark Haddon | ||
| feb19ad | She'd preferred the uncertainty, if only because it allowed her to remember him the way he used to be. Sometimes, though, she wondered what he felt when he thought of that year they spent together, or if he ever marveled at what they'd shared, or even whether he thought of her at all. | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| 5a63aa7 | The search for God's presence was much of a mystery as God himself, and what was God if not a mystery? | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| 6702551 | Even when we were standing in church and I was getting ready to take my vow I can remember wishing that you were standing there instead of him. | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| 9efcec6 | In other words, our opinions and our thoughts and feelings, anything we experience, need not define us forever. | Nicholas Sparks / Barbara Delinsky / Dick Francis / Glenn Meade | ||
| aa732b2 | She was in a terrible marriage and she couldn't talk to anyone. He used to hit her, and in the beginning she told him that if it ever happened again, she would leave him. He swore that it wouldn't and she believed him. But it only got worse after that, like when his dinner was cold, or when she mentioned that she'd visited with one of the neighbors who was walking by with his dog. She just chatted with him, but that night, her husband threw.. | love marriage | Nicholas Sparks | |
| 93be662 | A person who thought he knew everything simply didn't understand how much there was to know. | Jeanne DuPrau | ||
| 925a6bd | People find a way through just about anything. | Jeanne DuPrau | ||
| bf507f5 | Because every one of us has our box, a dark chamber stowing the thing that lanced our heart. It contains what you do everything for, for, everything around you. | Marisha Pessl | ||
| 7ba6b02 | It's kind of funny...the moments on which life hinges. I think growing up you always imagine your life--your success--depends on your family and how much money they have, where you go to college, what sort of job you can pin down, starting salary...But it doesn't, you know. You wouldn't believe this, but life hinges on a couple of seconds you never see coming. And what you decide in those few seconds determines everything from then on... An.. | Marisha Pessl | ||
| 421d52d | You are what your deep, driving desire is. As your desire is, so is your will. As your will is, so is your deed. As your deed is, so is your destiny. [ Brihadaranyaka IV.4.5 ] | Anonymous | ||
| 22e9bb4 | Where I come from," said Archie, "a bloke likes to get to know a girl before he marries her." "Where you come from it is customary to boil vegetables until they fall apart. This does not mean," said Samad tersely, "that it is a good idea." | multiculturalism | Zadie Smith | |
| 452366a | No fiction, no myths, no lies, no tangled webs - this is how Irie imagined her homeland. Because is one of the magical fantasy words like and and that have now passed into language. | imaginary-things immigrants immigration | Zadie Smith | |
| 6e08eb2 | There was something about the island that made the girls forget who they had been. All those rules and shalt nots. They were no longer waiting for some arbitrary grade. They were no longer performing. Waiting. Hoping. They were becoming. They were. | Libba Bray | ||
| a1967ae | Sometimes I see things, I think. Out of the corner of my eye, taunting me, and then it's gone. And dreams. Such horrible dreams. What if something terrible happened to me? What if I am damaged?" The rain is a cool kiss on my sleeve as I link my arm with hers. "We're all damaged somehow." | Libba Bray | ||
| cb05f08 | He believed that life, true life, was something that was stored in music. True life was kept safe in the lines of Tchaikovsky's Eugene Onegin while you went out in the world and met the obligations required of you. Certainly he knew (though did not completely understand) that opera wasn't for everyone, but for everyone he hoped there was something. The records he cherished, the rare opportunities to see a live performance, those were the ma.. | Ann Patchett |