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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7237881 | What if I've forgotten the most important thing? What if somewhere inside me there is a dark limbo where all the truly important memories are heaped and slowly turning into mud?...the thought fills me with an almost unbearable sorrow. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 519b0f9 | Don't you see? You and he might never cross paths again. Of course, a chance meeting could occur, and I hope it happens. I really do, for your sake. But realistically speaking, you have to see there's a huge possibility you'll never be able to meet him again. And even if you do meet, he might already be married to somebody else. He might have two kids. Isn't that so? And in that case, you may have to live the rest of your life alone, never .. | life love people | Haruki Murakami | |
| 5d56159 | I'm not very good at giving anyone a clear no. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| d87d471 | Between the time the last train leaves and the first train arrives, the place changes: it's not the same as in daytime. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 1c9e043 | We have a soul at times. No one's got it non-stop, for keeps. Day after day, year after year may pass without it. Sometimes it will settle for awhile only in childhood's fears and raptures. Sometimes only in astonishment that we are old. It rarely lends a hand in uphill tasks, like moving furniture, or lifting luggage, or going miles in shoes that pinch. It usually steps out whenever meat needs chopping or forms have to be filled. For every.. | wislawa-szymborska | Wisława Szymborska | |
| a2e0ba8 | Live through it," Call said. "That's all we can do." | Larry McMurtry | ||
| ea9363a | Being the best was as equal to being in the middle, which was equal to being the worst. All were merely a state of being. It was how a person felt in that state and why they were in that state that was the important thing. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 14d3b62 | May I ask you something?" I say. "Why do you read books, when you could be outside, living a million different adventures every day?" "Because you can always count on a book to stay the same. EVerything else changes when you least expect it," she replies, bitter. "Families split apart, and nothing's forever. In books, you always know what's coming next. There are no surprises." | oliver | Jodi Picoult | |
| f3b131b | That's what love is. It's some power greater than you and me, that draws us to one special person | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 7828c5e | And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in masquerade. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| ae32020 | D'ye ken that the only time I am without pain is in your bed, Sassenach? When I take ye, when I lie in your arms-my wounds are healed, then, my scars forgotten. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| bc497af | Scots have long memories, and they're not the most forgiving of people. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| cf7500e | It's always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret. Father said that. That Christ was not crucified: he was worn away by a minute clicking of little wheels. That had no sister. | regret sisters | William Faulkner | |
| 366817b | Thought is the thought of thought. | James Joyce | ||
| fd5e0e8 | The modern age] knows nothing about isolation and nothing about silence. In our quietest and loneliest hour the automatic ice-maker in the refrigerator will cluck and drop an ice cube, the automatic dishwasher will sigh through its changes, a plane will drone over, the nearest freeway will vibrate the air. Red and white lights will pass in the sky, lights will shine along highways and glance off windows. There is always a radio that can be .. | isolation loneliness modern-society noise peace shallowness silence stillness technology | Wallace Stegner | |
| a8d7b77 | I'm afraid men are not always quite as clever as they think they are. You will learn that when you get a bit older, my girl. | mrs-wormwood | Roald Dahl | |
| 422f6fe | We is in Dream Country,' the BFG said. 'This is where all dreams is beginning. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 9828d6d | Oh where, oh where had Snow White gone? She'd found it easy, being pretty To hitch a ride into the city. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 0083921 | I had to keep on acting deaf if i wanted to hear at all. | Ken Kesey | ||
| 658282c | A mother's heart is a vast and glorious thing. My mother's heart was expansive, having been enlarged by suffering and years of clinging to Jesus while being misunderstood, dismissed, and judged by those she loved most. Me included. It had cost her to love, had cost her much to mother. It always does. But she would tell you that it's worth it, that there is no other way. | love truth | John and Stasi Eldredge | |
| fe8624a | Calamity is a blessing when it brings one to God. --- Hadassah | Francine Rivers | ||
| b89daed | The same thing happened over and over: I would catch sight of some flawless man in the distance, but as soon as he moved closer I immediately saw he wouldn't do at all. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| ee0a969 | When a solipsist dies ... everything goes with him. | john-updike solipsism | David Foster Wallace | |
| 3966426 | It's such a shame that we know so little about our own country, that we can't find it in our hearts to love our own kind. Instead we admire those who show our country disrespect and betray its people. | patriotism superiority | Orhan Pamuk | |
| 97a754d | If we give what we treasure most to a Being we love with all our hearts, if we can do that without expecting anything in return, then the world becomes a beautiful place. | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| d19537d | That is human nature, that people come after you, willingly enough, provided only that you no longer love or want them. | 1990 bitterness human-nature murphy-s-law sabine-de-kercoz | A.S. Byatt | |
| 666a567 | I think hope is the worst thing in the world. I really do. It makes a fool of you while it lasts. And then when it's gone, it's like there's nothing left of you at all . . . except what you can't be rid of. | Marilynne Robinson | ||
| 2ef88c0 | my brain had begun to endure its familiar siege: panic and dislocation, and a sense that my thought processes were being engulfed by a toxic and unnameable tide that obliterated any enjoyable response to the living world. | depressed depression dislocation mental-illness panic toxic | William Styron | |
| 0e8a388 | Could you please stop with the beating? (Kat) He's being punished. Hello? This is Tartarus, remember the purpose of this part of the Underworld? We're not really warm and fluffy over here. (Hades) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| d6a43ea | It would be unreasonable to give you credit for being incredibly beautiful. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| 8c1c580 | Don't talk to the crazy kids. I longed to shout back that we weren't crazy. I'd mistaken her kid for a ghost, that's all. I wondered whether they had books about his sort of thing. Fifty Ways to Tell the Living from the Dead Before You Wind Up in a Padded Room. Yep, I'm sure the library carried that one. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 3d214b2 | Wonder and love and great sorrow shook Schmendrick the Magician then, and came together inside him and filled him, filled him until he felt himself brimming and flowing with something that was none of these. He did not believe it, but it came to him anyway, as it had touched him twice before and left him more barren than he had been. This time, there was too much of it for him to hold; it spilled through his fingers and toes, welled up equa.. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| 870d3ba | Do you truly believe that you care more for me than I do for you?" he murmured, leaning closer to me as he spoke, his dark golden eyes piercing. I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me. "You're doing it again," I muttered. His eyes opened wide with surprise. "What?" "Dazzling me," I admitted, trying to concentrate as I looked back at him. "Oh." He frowned. "It's not your fault," I sighed. "You can't h.. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 9038b58 | The smile broke across his face the way the sunrise set the clouds on fire... | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| ab79814 | Damn rancid chicken. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 908d3c8 | Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside inside me. his pain, my pain. | stephenie meyer | ||
| fd6c380 | I've never thought about dying, But dying in the place of someone I love seems like a good way to go. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 226f0ad | Lie to me. she whispered. I love you. he said. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 1adc018 | He leaned over to kiss the top of my head, and then groaned. I looked at him, puzzled. "You smell so good in the rain," he explained. "In a good way, or in a bad way?" I asked cautiously. He sighed. "Both, always both." | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 3b7e673 | Not to want to say, not to know what you want to say, not to be able to say what you think you want to say, and never to stop saying, or hardly ever, that is the thing to keep in mind, even in the heat of composition. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 4a76255 | All religions are based on obsolete terminology. | philosophy philosophy-of-religion religion theology translation | Vladimir Nabokov | |
| 6da85ec | Satire is a lesson, parody is a game. | satire | Vladimir Nabokov | |
| 4c90e67 | To begin with, let us take the following motto...Literature is Love. Now we can continue. | Vladimir Nabokov | ||
| d585483 | You lose your immortality when you lose your memory. | Vladimir Nabokov |