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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1f6a1b6 | Maureen clapped her hands together. "Oh," she said in her elfin little voice. "It's pretty." "Pretty?" Simon looked quickly at the hunched shape on top of the concrete block. "Maureen, what the hell-" | sebastian-morgenstern simon-lewis | Cassandra Clare | |
| d102d97 | I guess life is full of maybes. | Maureen Johnson | ||
| 1cd255f | I am a connoisseur of fine irony. 'Tis a bit like fine wine, but it has a better bite. | Lynn Kurland | ||
| 7fcb5c7 | The American ideal, after all, is that everyone should be as much alike as possible. | difference similarities uniqueness | James Baldwin | |
| c96a66c | Freaks are called freaks and are treated as they are treated - in the main, abominably - because they are human beings who cause to echo, deep within us, our most profound terrors and desires. | James Baldwin | ||
| 7f46676 | I do not think God makes bad things happen just so that people can grow spiritually. Bad parents do that, my mother said. Bad parents make things hard and painful for their children and then say it was to help them grow. Growing and living are hard enough already; children do not need things to be harder. I think this is true even for normal children. I have watched little children learning to walk; they all struggle and fall down many time.. | Elizabeth Moon | ||
| 8c7347a | If a kiss could be seen I think it would look like a violet,' said Priscilla. Anne glowed. 'I'm so glad you spoke that thought, Priscilla, instead of just thinking it and keeping it to yourself. This world would be a much more interesting place...although it is very interesting, anyhow...if people spoke out their real thoughts. | l-m-montgomery | L.M. Montgomery | |
| ceb65ab | In these downbeat times, we need as much hope and courage as we do vision and analysis; we must accent the best of each other even as we point out the vicious effects of our racial divide and pernicious consequences of our maldistribution of wealth and power. We simply cannot enter the twenty-first century at each other's throats, even as we acknowledge the weighty forces of racism, patriarchy, economic inequality, homophobia, and ecologica.. | change courage future hope inequalities justice race | Cornel West | |
| 6dc6394 | If every event which occurred could be given a name, there would be no need for stories. | stories storytelling | John Berger | |
| 6d28959 | Fine. Such a stupid word really. It feels empty and weightless. It's the kind of word you use to hide the truth. | childhood-friends college-romance love-story | Krista Ritchie | |
| 7f97e41 | God promised to make you free. He never promised to make you independent. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 0a124fa | One of the most pusillanimous things we of the female sex have done throughout the centuries is to have allowed the male sex to assume that mankind is masculine. It is not. It takes both male and female to make the image of God. The proper understanding of mankind is that it is only a poor, broken thing if either male or female is excluded. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 12e9bbd | We are suspicious of grace. We are afraid of the very lavishness of the gift. | madeleine-l-engle walking-on-water | Madeleine L'Engle | |
| 8965244 | In your language you have a form of poetry called the sonnet...There are fourteen lines, I believe, all in iambic pentameter. That's a very strict rhythm or meter...And each line has to end with a rigid pattern. And if the poet does not do it exactly this way, it is not a sonnet...But within this strict form the poet has complete freedom to say whatever he wants...You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you sa.. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 3d4ae58 | Look at me, Mariam.' Reluctantly, Mariam did. Nana said, 'Learn this now and learn it well, my daughter: Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| d66782e | she held her breath, and in her head, counted seconds. She pretended that for each second she didn't breathe, God would grant her another day | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 4f739e2 | Never thee stop believin' in th' Big Good Thing an' knowin' th' world's full of it - and call it what tha' likes. Tha' wert singin' to it when I come into t' garden. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| a42b8ca | Economics is a study of cause-and-effect relationships in an economy. It's purpose is to discern the consequences of various ways of allocating resources which have alternative uses. It has nothing to say about philosophy or values, anymore than it has to say about music or literature. | economy politcal-pandering socialism | Thomas Sowell | |
| d536eaf | Why can't we be friends now?" said the other, holding him affectionately. "It's what I want. It's what you want." But the horses didn't want it -- they swerved apart: the earth didn't want it, sending up rocks through which riders must pass single file; the temple, the tank, the jail, the palace, the birds, the carrion, the Guest House, that came into view as they emerged from the gap and saw Mau beneath: they didn't want it, they said in t.. | friendship | E.M. Forster | |
| fe207f8 | When I think about my relationship with America, I feel like a battered wife: Yeah, he knocks me around a lot, but boy, he sure can dance. | Sarah Vowell | ||
| 62f10d6 | Except for the people who were there that one day they discovered the polio vaccine, being part of history is rarely a good idea. History is one war after another with a bunch of murders and natural disasters in between. | Sarah Vowell | ||
| fd2da4b | Ian Kabra rolled up his window. "My god, what's that smell?" Behind the wheel, Sinead laughed. "It's called fresh air. Growing up in London, you've probably never breathed it before." "And I hope I never breathe it again." | Gordon Korman | ||
| ea24e46 | We didn't stow away!" Dan protested. "You sunk our boat and pulled us out of the canal!" "Good point," Ian agreed. "Return them to the canal. Roughly, please." | dan-cahill humor ian-kabra venice | Gordon Korman | |
| 94b5b2d | Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he? | harry-potter uncle-vernon | J.K. Rowling | |
| 54a2565 | Ron's eyebrows rose so high that they were in danger of disappearing into his hair. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| d8a3e53 | Someone's dead," said Malfoy, and his voice seemed to go up an octave as he said it. "One of your people...I don't know who, it was dark...I stepped over the body...I was supposed to be waiting up here when you got back, only your Phoenix lot got in the way." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| bf6d324 | All we do is read the stupid textbook," said Ron." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 578593a | I will if you go out with me, Evans | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 2e3e014 | You seem to be drowning twice," said Hermione. "Oh, am I?" said Ron peering down at his predictions. "I'd better change one of them to getting trampled by a rampaging Hippogriff." | humor | J.K. Rowling | |
| 84510ef | It was a life, she eventually concluded, that had been lived in the middle ground, where contentment and love were found in the smallest details of people's lives. It was a life of dignity and honor, not without sorrows yet fulfilling in a way that few experiences ever were. | dignity fulfilling honor life love sorrows | Nicholas Sparks | |
| 8aa3e2a | Everyone has crap in their background, everyone has things they wish they could undo. But most people don't go around doing their best to screw up their present lives because of it. | inspirational | Nicholas Sparks | |
| ce46160 | The problem with time, I've learned, whether it's those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out. I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago. No matter how many years go by, I know one thing to be as true as ever was - I'll see you soon then. | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| f338c8f | I love you, Elizabeth... and more than that, I like you. I enjoy spending time with you. | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| 222022c | Juliet and Romeo be damned, you can't be in love until you've flossed your teeth next to the person at least three hundred times... | Marisha Pessl | ||
| 31730f4 | From the look on your face, I'd say you know him." I nodded. "Sold him a cannoli when I was in high school." Connie grunted. "Honey, half of all the women in New Jersey have sold him their cannoli" | Janet Evanovich | ||
| d6aebc2 | Good thing he's dead," Lula said, "or that would have hurt like the devil." | Janet Evanovich | ||
| 548195a | I took the stool next to him, raising an eyebrow at the coffee and cruller on the counter. "Thought you weren't into internal pollution," I said. Lately Ranger'd been on a health food thing. "Props," Ranger told me. "Didn't want to look out of place." I didn't want to burst his fantasy bubble, but the only time Ranger wouldn't look out of place would be standing in a lineup between Rambo and Batman." | Janet Evanovich | ||
| c111118 | I know this one pusher walks around humming a tune and everybody he passes takes it up. He is so grey and spectral and anonymous they don't see him and think it is their own mind humming the tune. | William S. Burroughs | ||
| 5f93086 | O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. | god holy-spirit jesus psalm savior | Anonymous | |
| aa17633 | Thou shalt not stand idly by | bible | Anonymous | |
| f371dc2 | On the first day of November last year, sacred to many religious calendars but especially the Celtic, I went for a walk among bare oaks and birch. Nothing much was going on. Scarlet sumac had passed and the bees were dead. The pond had slicked overnight into that shiny and deceptive glaze of delusion, first ice. It made me remember sakes and conjure a vision of myself skimming backward on one foot, the other extended; the arms become wings... | buddhism christianity mysticism nature nature-writing spirituality | Mary Rose O'Reilley | |
| e7a522f | It's easy to confuse a woman for a philosophy | Zadie Smith | ||
| 3813a03 | I'd say..." Petra crossed her legs, tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear. "I'd say, I am too fucking fabulous for one gender. Oh, and can we please get rid of the cheesy dance numbers? It's like torture step-ball-change." "I'd say I am not a race. I am an individual," Nicole said. Sosie moved her fingers gracefully, but no one understood. She waited for a moment. "I would say, learn to hear me in my own voice. I'm hearing impaired.. | Libba Bray | ||
| 121951b | He plants his feet stubbornly, adopting what he must think is an heroic post. He's just begging for a pigeon to fly by and relieve itself. | Libba Bray |