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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9731c42 | Walls protect and walls limit. It is in the nature of walls that they should fall. That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet. | oranges-are-not-the-only-fruit walls | Jeanette Winterson | |
| b2b3c14 | I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . . I was taking a part of the South to transplant in alien soil, to see if it could grow differently, if it could drink of new and cool rains, bend in strange winds, | Richard Wright | ||
| 3f9c401 | Her eyes were of different colors, the left as brown as autumn, the right as gray as Atlantic wind. Both seemed alive with questions that would never be voiced, as if no words yet existed with which to frame them. She was nineteen years old, or thereabouts; her exact age was unknown. Her face was as fresh as an apple and as delicate as blossom, but a marked depression in the bones beneath her left eye gave her features a disturbing asymmetr.. | madness prayer depression god asymmetry atlantic blind-man blossom left-eye living-things nineteen-years-old power-of-sight clock tree sacraments bones starlight apple wind autumn colors smile questions mirror horror journey eyes | Tim Willocks | |
| 142466a | They'd never been lovers, of course, not in the physical sense. But they'd been lovers as most of us manage, loving through expressions and gestures and the palm set softly upon the bruise at the necessary moment. Lovers by inclination rather than by lust. Lovers, that is, by love. | lovers love gestures lust | Gregory Maguire | |
| f619430 | When they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you. | Philippa Gregory | ||
| 15825c9 | They said love made you strong, but in Louise's opinion it made you weak. It corkscrewed into your heart and you couldn't get it out again, not without ripping your heart to pieces. | weakness | Kate Atkinson | |
| 4a04c47 | Sometimes,' Sylvie said, 'one can mistake gratitude for love. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| f564e48 | She had never been without a book for as long as she could remember. An only child never is. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 3df896a | How strange, Royce thought, that, after emerging victorious from more than a hundred real battles, the greatest moment of triumph he had ever known had come to him on a mock battlefield where he'd stood alone, unhorsed, and defeated. This morning, his life had seemed as bleak as death. Tonight, he held joy in his arms. Someone or something--fate or fortune or Jenny's God--had looked down upon him this morning and seen his anguish. And, for .. | god jenny roycesweetiepie judith-mcnaught | Judith McNaught | |
| 9f91a05 | A family is one of nature's solubles; it dissolves in time like salt in rainwater. | Pat Conroy | ||
| 7527e0f | I never knew words could be so confusing," Milo said to Tock as he bent down to scratch the dog's ear. "Only when you use a lot to say a little," answered Tock. Milo thought this was quite the wisest thing he'd heard all day." | words wisdom tock | Norton Juster | |
| 17993bd | Even though she had been warned, she tripped over the bike. She probably tripped because she'd been warned and was telling herself not to trip over the bike. She did that sometimes. It was often easier not to know what obstacles were in the way. | Maureen Johnson | ||
| ef063f8 | Do you ever sing in the car?" "Generally not. But I am driving a police car." "I think people would like a singing policeman. Makes life seem more like a musical. Like Foot-tastic." "You can talk for a long time about nothing." "I certainly can, you charming man!" | Maureen Johnson | ||
| 3e106f4 | It is not the amount of knowledge that makes a brain. It is not even the distribution of knowledge. It is the interconnectedness. | James Gleick | ||
| 889db0c | It always surprised him when he thought of it later that he did not sink under the load of despair. | Chinua Achebe | ||
| f32d893 | Any real change implies the breakup of the world as one has always known it, the loss of all that gave one an identity, the end of safety. And at such a moment, unable to see and not daring to imagine what the future will now bring forth, one clings to what one knew, or dreamed that one possessed. Yet, it is only when a man is able, without bitterness or self-pity, to surrender a dream he has long possessed that he is set free - he has set .. | privilege | James Baldwin | |
| bc2b27e | The blues is an impulse to keep the painful details and episodes of a brutal experience alive in one's aching consciousness, to finger its jagged grain, and to transcend it, not by the consolation of philosophy but by squeezing from it a near-tragic, near-comic lyricism. As a form, the blues is an autobiographical chronicle of personal catastrophe expressed lyrically. | Ralph Ellison | ||
| 219f9ee | Whence all this passion towards conformity anyway? Diversity is the word. Let man keep his many parts and you will have no tyrant states. Why, if they follow this conformity business, they'll end up by forcing me, an invisible man, to become white, which is not a color but the lack of one. Must I strive towards colorlessness? But seriously and without snobbery, think of what the world would lose if that should happen. America is woven of ma.. | Ralph Ellison | ||
| 02fdb1a | We look too much to museums. The sun coming up in the morning is enough. | Ralph Ellison | ||
| f29b150 | I wish we could see perfumes as well as smell them. I'm sure they would be very beautiful. | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| c887c01 | When I think something nice is going to happen I seem to fly right up on the wings of anticipation; and then the first thing I realize I drop down to earth with a thud. But really, Marilla, the flying part glorious as long as it lasts...it's like soaring through a sunset. I think it almost pays for the thud. | reality | L.M. Montgomery | |
| f818fde | I must feel the fire of my soul so my intellectual blues can set others on fire. | Cornel West | ||
| 89e9617 | Holly clambered after him, struggling up the human-size steps. "Wait! Just wait," she called, overtaking Artemis and looking him in the eye from one step up. "I know you, Artemis. You like to play your genius card close to your chest until the big reveal. And that's worked out for us so far. But this time you need to let me in. I can help. So, tell me the truth, do you have a plan?" Artemis met his friend's gaze and lied to her face. "No,.. | lies holly | Eoin Colfer | |
| 7caad34 | As for methods of prayer, all are good, as long as they are sincere. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 5ab7186 | What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die? | tragedy faustus | Christopher Marlowe | |
| 02d79b0 | Gentle, soft dream, nestling in my arms now, you will fly, too, as your sisters have all fled before you: but kiss me before you go--embrace me, Jane. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 8d67e51 | In the end what will happen will be what has happened whenever a civilization breaks up. The people who have brains and courage come through and the ones who haven't are winnowed out. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| 6e3a770 | Even if you forget everything else I want you to always remember that you are a person of value, and you have a friend who loved you enough to give you his most valued possession. | Bette Greene | ||
| 5840c3d | One of the less attractive aspects of human nature is our tendency to hate the people we haven't treated very well; it's much easier than accepting guilt. If we can convince ourselves that the people we betrayed or enslaved were subhuman monsters in the first place, then our guilt isn't nearly so black as we secretly know that it is. Humans are very, very good at shifting blame and avoiding guilt. | David Eddings | ||
| fad7222 | I think too many people presume to read the divine Scriptures and fall into such terrors as this,' said Patricius sternly. 'Those who presume on their learning will learn, I trust, to listen to their priests for the true interpretations.' The Merlin smiled gently. 'I cannot join you in that wish, brother. I am dedicated to the belief that it is God's will that all men should strive for wisdom in themselves, not look to it from some other. B.. | pagan merlin | Marion Zimmer Bradley | |
| 6ba353a | Sometimes it helps to scold yourself, to give yourself advice. | the-haunted-mask the-haunted-mask-ii | R.L. Stine | |
| 14de5c0 | Survival...is an infinite capacity for suspicion. | John le Carré | ||
| 5c0fb1c | And then there's the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can't touch, or at lips that don't smile at me. Or hips that don't reach for me. And hearts that don't beat for me. | hips reach smile legs hearts lips touch sickness | Markus Zusak | |
| c370100 | THE LAST WORDS OF MAX VANDENBURG: You've done enough. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 9db1bd6 | Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die. | life sensibility humans | Markus Zusak | |
| 12c0142 | Everything measurable passes, everything that can be counted has an end. Only three things are infinite: the sky in its stars, the sea in its drops of water, and the heart in its tears. | love | Gustave Flaubert | |
| 5cf8c71 | It is very hard to say the exact truth, even about your own immediate feelings - much harder than to say something fine about them which is not the exact truth. | George Eliot | ||
| 2977ff8 | A middle-aged woman who looked like someone's cleaning lady, a shrieking adolescent lunatic and a talkshow host with an orange face... It didn't add up. Suicide wasn't invented for people like this. It was invented for people like Virginia Woolf and Nick Drake. And Me. Suicide was supposed to be cool. | suicide | Nick Hornby | |
| 79efde2 | Nothing could be slow enough, nothing lasts too long. No pleasure could equal, she thought, straightening the chairs, pushing in one book on the shelf, this having done with the triumphs of youth, lost herself in the process of living, to find it with a shock of delight, as the sun rose, as the day sank. Many a time had she gone, at Barton when they were all talking, to look at the sky; seen it between peoples shoulders at dinner; seen it i.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| ff3e334 | Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| b4e8668 | We do not know our own souls, let alone the souls of others. Human beings do not go hand in hand the whole stretch of the way. There is a virgin forest in each; a snowfield where even the print of birds' feet is unknown. Here we go alone, and like it better so. Always to have sympathy, always to be accompanied, always to be understood would be intolerable. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| d28aee1 | So that is marriage, Lily thought, a man and a woman looking at a girl throwing a ball | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 1bbeba1 | You all right, man?' This should be my name. I could be like a super hero: You All Right Man. Ah...' I stumble. Don't bug Craig,' Ronny is like. 'He's in the Craig zone. He's Craig-ing out. | Ned Vizzini | ||
| f688ec2 | Who loves you most? Who loves you best? Who thinks of you when others rest? | Elizabeth Gilbert |