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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a58c99b | G.I. Joe boxers!' Apollo screamed. 'OH--oh, I can't even... HAHAHAHAHA!' 'Aphrodite,' Athena giggled. 'You look simply lovely.' The gods couldn't stop laughing. Soon they were rolling on the floor, wiping tears from their eyes, taking photos with their phones to post on Tumblr. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 9ac6a82 | A general never shows despair. He instills confidence in his troops. He leads them forward, even into the mouth of death. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 513c138 | My name is Zia Rashid." She tilted her head as if listening. Right on cue, the entire building rumbled. Dust sprinkled from the ceiling, and the slithering sounds of scorpion doubled in volume behind us. "And right now," Zia continued, sounding a bit disappointed, "I must save your miserable lives." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 6a2dde7 | Carter pulled out several lengths of brown twine, a small ebony cat statue, and a thick roll of paper. No, not paper. Papyrus. I remember Dad explaining how the Egyptians made it from a river plant because they never invented paper. The stuff was so thick and rough, it made me wonder if the poor Egyptians had had to use toilet papyrus. If so, no wonder they walked sideways. | Rick Riordan | ||
| a3892c4 | I don't expend my energy trying to fight the change of seasons. I focus on making sure the days I have, and the season I oversee, are as joyful, rich, and plentiful as possible. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 6d35d8c | As you know, human history is full of evil deeds, and maybe we ought to think of them with tears, not fascination. | fascination human-history | Elizabeth Kostova | |
| 4e4e0be | I'm still picking pockets--I just do it as legally as I can. Being married to a cop limits certain activities. | roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| b44b6d1 | She was singed, bleeding, bruised, and furiously alive. | furious | J.D. Robb | |
| 5711edb | And you're not going to tell me she didn't make a move on you. At least test the waters." "The waters," he said, "were not receptive." "If they had been, I'd have drowned her in them already." | roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| db95783 | You know my mother thinks the waltz is indecent." "Your mother would find the sight of a chair leg indecent." | Elizabeth May | ||
| 07f5789 | I feel sorry for beautiful people. Beauty, from the moment you possess it, is already slipping away, ephemeral. That must be difficult. | Gail Honeyman | ||
| 025becf | The house is silent now and she feels like a stranger here. "This life was never ours," she whispers to the dog, who has been following her from room to room, and Luli wags her tail and stares at Miranda with wet brown eyes. "We were only ever borrowing it." | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| added62 | They are hypocrites, they think the Church is a cage to keep God in, so he will stay locked up there and not go wandering about the earth during the week, poking his nose into their business, and looking in the depths and darkness and doubleness of their hearts, and their lack of true charity; and they believed they need only be bothered about him on Sundays when they have their best clothes on and their faces straight, and their hands wash.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 3acf782 | I wanted so terribly to be good to him. | unrequited-love | Dodie Smith | |
| 0f0d951 | The eternal world and the mortal world are not parallel, rather they are fused. | mortality | John O'Donohue | |
| 2a2f5d3 | I stood up and kissed the top of Beth's head. "You ready, bro?" "I've been waiting for you to catch up, man." Isaiah opened the front door, his eyes cold and deadly. Beth's one good eye widened. "No," she whispered. "I ain't bailing you boys out," said Dale. "Never asked you to," I said and walked for the door." | Katie McGarry | ||
| 8b14de5 | Do you think we can just take it on faith right now that I want you, you want me, and we'll figure out the happy ending part later? | Katie McGarry | ||
| fad00fd | You're beautiful," I say, and the honesty of my words stings. "You're beautiful inside and out. I like how you challenge me. I like how I can never figure out what you're going to do or say. I like how we've thrown weird shit in your direction and you take it like a pro." I cup her face with one hand and caress her soft skin. "I like how you smile and how you laugh. I like how you love and defend your family and I like how you're trying to .. | Katie McGarry | ||
| e99c186 | She was perhaps too young to realize that what she assumed was her love for [him] was actually a tentative, timorous, acceptance of herself. | love self-acceptance self-love the-god-of-small-things | Arundhati Roy | |
| 508a4ca | Men are free when they are obeying some deep, inward voice of religious belief. Obeying from within. Men are free when they belong to a living, organic, believing community, active in fulfilling some unfulfilled, perhaps unrealized purpose. Not when they are escaping to some wild west. The most unfree souls go west, and shout of freedom. | escape freedom individual obedience purpose religion west | D.H. Lawrence | |
| 37b2dd9 | If you could only tell them that living and spending isn't the same thing! But it's no good. If only they were educated to instead of earn and spend, they could manage very happily... | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| 82bcf11 | We spent our lives making livings. | work | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| d6707f8 | My insides don't match up with my outsides. -Do anyone's inside and outsides match up? -I don't know. I'm only me. -Maybe that's what a person's personality is: the difference between the inside and the outside. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 8ef8768 | The river flowed from century to century, and human affairs play themselves out on its banks. Play themselves out to be forgotten the next day, while the river flows on. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 4a4b467 | For he was aware of the great secret of life: Women don't look for handsome men. Women look for men who have had beautiful women. Having an ugly mistress is therefore a fatal mistake. | love mistress relationship ugly women | Milan Kundera | |
| 0f67d4a | The phrase "It's absolutely the same with me, I..." seems to be an approving echo, a way of continuing the other's thought, but that is an illusion: in reality it is a brute revolt against a brutal violence, an effort to free our own ear from bondage and to occupy the enemy's ear by force. Because all of man's life among his kind is nothing other than a battle to seize the ear of others." | Milan Kundera | ||
| 1f28858 | He's at the chocolate teapot end of the competency scale. | Nick Hornby | ||
| 67f7641 | It's just that none of us had the wit or talent to make them into songs. We made them into life, which much messier, and more time consuming, and leaves nothing for anybody to whistle. | Nick Hornby | ||
| 80bc529 | She thought I was...soulful, by which I think she means that I don't say much and I always look vaguely pissed off. | Nick Hornby | ||
| daea7e7 | It's not me but the world that's deranged. | life society world | Haruki Murakami | |
| 0049eb9 | She was truly a beautiful girl. I could feel a small polished stone sinking through the darkest waters of my heart. All those deep convoluted channels and passageways, and yet she managed to toss her pebble right down to the bottom of it all. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 0b11fbf | Mental acuity was never born from comfortable circumstances. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 17eb193 | The best musicians transpose consciousness into sound; painters do the same for color and shape. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 6d3eca8 | What if I've forgotten the most important thing? | Haruki Murakami | ||
| b47a147 | There are symbolic dreams-- dreams that symbolize some reality. Then there are symbolic realities -- realities that symbolize a dream. Symbols are what you might call the honorary town councillors of the worm universe. In the worm universe, there is nothing unusual about a dairy cow seeking a pair of pliers. A cow is bound to get her pliers sometime. It has nothing to do with me. | symbols | Haruki Murakami | |
| 0072216 | Listen up--there's no war that will end all wars,' Crow tells me. 'War breeds war. Lapping up the blood shed by violence, feeding on wounded flesh. War is a perfect, self-contained being. You need to know that. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| d27d5da | Our hearts are not stones. A stone may disintegrate in time and lose its outward form. But hearts never disintegrate. They have no outward form, and whether good or evil, we can always communicate them to one another. | hearts | Haruki Murakami | |
| 8355b7b | So this was how secrets got started, I thought to myself. People constructed them little by little. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| ecb9e9a | He had known several men who blew their heads off, and he had pondered it much. It seemed to him it was probably because they could not take enough happiness just from the sky and the moon to carry them over the low feelings that came to all men. | Larry McMurtry | ||
| cef68ab | The hardest thing on earth is choosing what matters | Larry McMurtry | ||
| b55c95f | When Maimonides says that the Messiah will come but that 'he may tarry,' we see the origin of every Jewish shrug from Spinoza to Woody Allen. | irony judaism maimonides messiah woody-allen | Christopher Hitchens | |
| 4a19eaa | You've come to give me a piece of your mind. You know that phrase is really beautiful. The mind is the most powerful thing in the body. Whatever the mind believes, the body can achieve. So to give someone a piece of it... well thank you. Funny how people are always intent on giving it to the people they dislike when it really should be for the ones they love. | cecelia-ahernt if-you-could-see-me-now love philosphy-of-people positive-thinking | Cecelia Ahern | |
| 7b36239 | It's not the job of this town to make me feel happy. It's not this town's fault that I don't feel I fit in. It doesn't matter where you are in the world, because it's about where you are in your head. It's about the other world I inhabit. The world of dreams, hope, imagination, and memories. I'm happy up here, and because of that I'm happy up there too | loneliness philosophy-of-life-people | Cecelia Ahern | |
| adbf05a | It occurs to me how close happiness and sadness are. So closely knitted together. Such a thin line, a thread-like divide that in the midst of emotions, it trembles, blurring the territory of exact opposites ... how quickly a moment of love was snapped away to a moment of hate ... Of how love and war stand upon the very same foundations. How, in my darkest moments, my most fearful times, when faced, became my bravest. When feeling at your we.. | Cecelia Ahern |