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99f5d82 I felt dull and flat and full of shattered visions. Sylvia Plath
05dd77f I fancied you'd return the way you said, Sylvia Plath
f75a143 Exotic: meaning you're "desired." For madness is seductive, sexy. Female madness. So long as the female is reasonably young and attractive." Joyce Carol Oates
479df3e It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul. William Styron
679089c I'd thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she'd surpassed all the language I had for it. anne-rice queen-of-the-damned lestat-de-lioncourt Anne Rice
edde795 Cupid is anything but cute. As for handing our hearts, he's more likely to rip them out. (Julian) But he can make people fall in love. (Selena) No. What he offers is an illusion. No power from above can make one human love another. Love comes from within the heart. (Julian) Sherrilyn Kenyon
5421d4c Then he reached up and tore my shirtfront open. "Not much to see, is there?" I said, struggling to talk with a crushed windpipe. "I know, I know, they can fix things like that these days. Call me a feminist, but I think a woman's worth should be defined not by the size of her bust, but - " kelley armstrong
61472ba When I was young, I expected from people more than they could give: neverending friendship and constant excitement. Now I expect less than they can actually can give: to stay close silently. And their feelings, friendship, noble deeds always seem like a miracle to me: a true grace. Albert Camus
e20e2d7 The bomb lives only as it is falling. Iain M. Banks
e4e765d Mel? Mel, I love you. Mel, come back . Mel, Mel, Mel." It's Jared's voice, trying to call me back the way Wanda called back the Healer's host, the way she taught Kyle to call to Jodi. I can answer him. I can speak now. I can feel my tongue in my mouth, ready to move into whatever shape I ask it to. I can feel the air in my lungs, ready to push out the words. If I want this. "Mel, I love you, I love you." This is Wanda's gift to me, paid fo.. Stephenie Meyer
599bf74 Alice is the most... supportive. Stephenie Meyer
e234259 I wish there had been someone there to vote no for me -Rosalie Cullen Stephenie Meyer
077265d Did ya get in a couple of good swipes?" Emmett asked eagerly. "No! Of course not!" "No, not really? You really didnt attack him?" "Emmett!" I protested. "Aw, what a waste. And here you're probably the one person who could take him- since he can't get into your head to cheat- and you had a perfect excuse too. I've been dying to see how he'd do without that advantage." Stephenie Meyer
5b20005 I love you. You're my only reason to stay alive... if that's what I am. Stephenie Meyer
f85f5ec We spend our life, it's ours, trying to bring together in the same instant a ray of sunshine and a free bench... Samuel Beckett
49146f6 Men will never rest till they've spoiled the earth and destroyed the animals. Richard Adams
aae83bd My little cup brims with tiddles. lolita vladimir-nabokov Vladimir Nabokov
cc389ee my Lolita remarked: "You know, what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own"; and it struck me, as my automaton knees went up and down, that I simply did not know a thing about my darling's mind and that quite possibly, behind the awful juvenile cliches, there was in her a garden and a twilight, and a palace gate - dim and adorable regions which happened to be lucidly and absolutely forbidden to me, in my polluted r.. Vladimir Nabokov
67b9bec There was no Lo to behold. lolita wordplay Vladimir Nabokov
e35a8dc Just as the universal family of gifted writers transcends national barriers, so is the gifted reader a universal figure, not subject to spatial or temporal laws. It is he--the good, the excellent reader--who has saved the artists again and again from being destroyed by emperors, dictators, priests, puritans, philistines, political moralists, policemen, postmasters, and prigs. Let me define this admirable reader. He does not belong to any sp.. Vladimir Nabokov
2a890a7 Oh, let me be mawkish for the nonce! I am so tired of being cynical. Vladimir Nabokov
906f088 Reality is neither the subject nor the object of true art which creates its own special reality having nothing to do with the average "reality" perceived by the communal eye." Vladimir Nabokov
eca7145 The thought, when written down, becomes less oppressive, but some thoughts are like a cancerous tumor: you express is, you excise it, and it grows back worse than before. Vladimir Nabokov
3470c15 All my life I have been a poor go-to-sleeper. People in trains, who lay their newspaper aside, fold their silly arms, and immediately, with an offensive familiarity of demeanour, start snoring, amaze me as much as the uninhibited chap who cozily defecates in the presence of a chatty tubber, or participates in huge demonstrations, or joins some union in order to dissolve in it. Sleep is the most moronic fraternity in the world, with the heav.. Vladimir Nabokov
942a811 I adore you, mon petit, and would never allow him to hurt you, no matter how gently or madly. Vladimir Nabokov
5ed74ff I have rewritten -- often several times -- every word I have ever published. My pencils outlast their erasers. publish rewrite rewriting publishing Vladimir Nabokov
f4f99fa I cannot disobey something which I do not know and the reality of which I have the right to deny. Vladimir Nabokov
e9fbcf6 Sometimes you have to be a high riding bitch to survive, sometimes, being a bitch is all a woman has to hang on to. vera-donovan Stephen King
c9784ec we need ghost stories because we, in fact, are the ghosts. stephen-king Stephen King
056f80a When you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside. Stephen King
a8adb3d No, it's not a very good story - its author was too busy listening to other voices to listen as closely as he should have to the one coming from inside. Stephen King
b0f1fb6 And when there are enough outsiders together in one place, a mystic osmosis takes place and you're inside. sociology Stephen King
7147c68 It'll be your damnation, boy. You'll wear out a hundred pairs of boots on your way to hell. Stephen King
9baa86f What is writing? Writing is telepathy. Stephen King
8d4a354 In the end we are all caught in devices of our own making. I believe that. In the end we are all caught. Stephen King
1b8ee24 Until I realized: this long expanse of free time to rekindle friendships is not real. We will never come home to each other again and we will never again have each other's undivided attention. That version of our friendship is over forever. And when I remember this, and it usually happens in those awful, quiet evening hours on Sunday nights, after dinner but before bed, I just lie on my sofa and cry for half an hour. Mindy Kaling
31a5cc9 Confidence is just entitlement. Entitlement has gotten a bad rap because it's used almost exclusively for the useless children of the rich, reality TV stars, and Conrad Hilton Jr., who gets kicked off an airplane for smoking pot in the lavatory and calling people peasants or whatever. But entitlement in and of itself isn't so bad. Entitlement is simply the belief that you deserve something. Which is great. The hard part is, you'd better mak.. Mindy Kaling
a38560d And if you decide not to read anymore, hey, no problem, because you're not the one I was waiting for anyway. But if you decide to read on, then guess what? You're my kind of time being and together we'll make magic! Ruth Ozeki
9d4e82e Then, what's the matter?' I wonder, in fact, how many times I have said that or something equal to it to a woman passing palely through my life. Love is what this means, of course. Or at least, second best: surrender. Or at the least, take some time regaling me with why you won't, and maybe by the end you will. men relationships women surrender Richard Ford
3d96c6b What was our life like? I almost don't remember now. Though I remember , the space of time it occupied. And I remember it fondly. marriage memories memory nostalgia Richard Ford
de7b261 Suppose within each book there is another book, and within every letter on every page another volume constantly unfolding; but these volumes take no space on the desk. Suppose knowledge could be reduced to a quintessence, held within a picture, a sign, held within a place which is no place. Suppose the human skull were to become capacious, spaces opening inside it, humming chambers like beehives. Hilary Mantel
bae7ed6 We are all so guilty at the way we have allowed the world around us to become more ugly and tasteless every year that we surrender to terror and steep ourselves in it. society Norman Mailer
a728693 My daddy used to tell me not to chew on something that was eatin you. Cormac McCarthy
d6a75e5 A goodlookin horse is like a goodlookin woman, he said. They're always more trouble than what they're worth. What a man needs is just one that will get the job done. Cormac McCarthy