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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f9112d0 | Jewels, lies, slips of paper, dried flowers, memories of thing long past, useless quotations, idle hands, beads, buttons, and mischief. | Holly Black | ||
| 450b6e9 | Gifts are very useful to con men. Gifts create a feeling of debt, an itchy anxiety that the recipient is eager to be rid of by repaying. So eager, in fact, that people will often overpay just to be relieved of it. A single spontaneously given cup of coffee can make a person feel obligated to sit through a lecture on a religion they don't care about. The gift of a tiny, wilted flower can make the recipient give to a charity they dislike. Gif.. | Holly Black | ||
| da6a48b | They luxuriated in the feeling of deep and all pervading satisfaction, a feeling of knowing absolutely that all was well with the world and them and that the world was not only their oyster it was also their linguine with clam sauce. Not only were all things possible, but all things were theirs. | satisfaction | Hubert Selby Jr. | |
| 4c2260c | America I've given you all and now I'm nothing... I can't stand my own mind. | Allen Ginsberg | ||
| e0f5b64 | Would a minute have mattered? No, probably not, although his young son appeared to have a very accurate internal clock. Possibly even 2 minutes would be okay. Three minutes, even. You could go to five minutes, perhaps. But that was just it. If you could go for five minutes, then you'd go to ten, then half an hour, a couple of hours...and not see your son all evening. So that was that. Six o'clock, prompt. Every day. Read to young Sam. No ex.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 60caed6 | They can tak' oour lives but they canna tak' oour troousers! | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 96403d3 | I never said nothing..." "I know you never! I could hear you not saying anything! You've got the loudest silences I ever did hear from anyone who wasn't dead!" | humor humorous | Terry Pratchett | |
| bbb0827 | The four lesser apocalyptical horsemen of Panic, Bewilderment, Ignorance, and Shouting took control of the room, | Terry Pratchett | ||
| af2957f | Good and bad is tricky," she said. "I ain't too certain about where people stand. P'raps what matters is which way you face." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5a99a8d | Because some stories end, but old stories go on, and you gotta dance to the music if you want to stay ahead | Terry Pratchett | ||
| e1283dc | Pollution removed his helmet and shook out his long white hair. He had taken over when Pestilence, muttering about penicillin, had retired in 1936. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| ce364b5 | Racism was not a problem on the Discworld, because--what with trolls and dwarfs and so on--speciesism was more interesting. Black and white lived in perfect harmony and ganged up on green. | humour racism speciesism | Terry Pratchett | |
| ac55903 | Things are not as they seem. They are what they are. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 772eb82 | While people argue with one another about the specifics of Freud's work and blame him for the prejudices of his time, they overlook the fundamental truth of his writing, his grand humility: that we frequently do not know our own motivations in life and are prisoners to what we cannot understand. We can recognize only a small fragment of our own, and an even smaller fragment of anyone else's, impetus. | humility impetus motivations prejudice truth understanding | Andrew Solomon | |
| efeb0da | The freedom to swing your fist ends at my nose. | freedom | Mercedes Lackey | |
| dc7077d | First commandment: there ain't no such thing as "one true way" and the way you find is only good for you, not anybody else, because your interpretation of what you see and feel and understand as the truth is never going to be the same as anyone else's. Second commandment: the only answers worth having are the ones you find for yourself. Third commandment: leave the world better than you found it. Fourth commandment: if it isn't true, going .. | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| 9242b3d | He was a planet without an atmosphere. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 48ebed9 | In a world of monotonous horror there could be no salvation in wild dreaming. | Richard Matheson | ||
| 8f2f2e8 | Failures plagued me. Things I had omitted or ignored, neglected. What I should have given and hadn't. I felt the biting pang of every unfulfillment. | failure life | Richard Matheson | |
| ce31d1f | Make a list of what is really important to you. Embody it. | Jon Kabat-Zinn | ||
| 4d9d87e | I've got a fortune in gold. Ah, was that a flicker in your eye? Do you like me better now that you know I'm rich?" He curled his finger under her chin. "Because I'm all right with that." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 4f7159c | Wroth! Don't do this!" "Five years of hell," he sneered, palming her ass roughly. "You deserve to be fucked till you can't walk." | Kresley Cole | ||
| b6a5265 | Take care, lest you lose a male who'll desire only you - and gain a male who'll desire only others. | warnings | Kresley Cole | |
| 88c2321 | Has anyone ever told you you're sexy as hell when you're mathematizing? | Kresley Cole | ||
| 2623f83 | Nothing is lost that we do not first see as lost. Visions born of fear give birth to our failing. | landover magic | Terry Brooks | |
| 165fdaa | The free man never thinks of escape. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 0073572 | Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing the darkness to part and show us a vision. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 5ff4008 | Personally, I'd rather grow old alone than in the company of anyone I've met so far. I don't experience myself as lonely, incomplete, or unfulfilled, but I don't talk about that much. It seems to piss people off--especially men. (Kinsey Millhone) | independent-women men-and-women other-people single-women solitude the-solitary-life | Sue Grafton | |
| f6c33c8 | I watched the early morning light pass over and through the windows of colored glass, leaving streaks of red and green and yellow on the stone floor. When I was little, I used to try and capture the colored light. I thought I could hold it in my hand and carry it home. Now I know it is like happiness-- it is there or it is not, you cannot hold it or keep it. | Karen Cushman | ||
| 7fabd09 | But in a story I can steal her soul. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| 10a0d4b | Even God used silence as a strategy. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| ad583bb | You're fun to look at," decided Galinda. Boq's face fell. "Fun?" he said. I'd give a lot to achieve fun," Elphaba said. "The best I usually hope for is stirring, and when people say that they're usually referring to digestion-" | ugly | Gregory Maguire | |
| e0f708f | Do you know, the only people I can have a conversation with are the Jews? At least when they quote scripture at you they are not merely repeating something some priest has babbled in their ear. They have the great merit of disagreeing with nearly everything I say. In fact, they disagree with almost everything they say themselves. And most importantly, they don't think that shouting strengthens their argument. | blind-faith disagreement discussion doctrine faith freedom-of-thought independent-thought jews judaism religion shouting | Iain Pears | |
| a62c5d6 | I have lived with magic and without magic, and I can tell you with certainty that a life with magic is better.... | Chris Bohjalian | ||
| fba1bd8 | The supposed great misery of our century is the lack of time; our sense of that, not a disinterested love of science, and certainly not wisdom, is why we devote such a huge proportion of the ingenuity and income of our societies to finding faster ways of doing things - as if the final aim of mankind was to grow closer not to a perfect humanity, but to a perfect lightning-flash. | John Fowles | ||
| 0606d09 | He is solid; immovable, iron-willed. He showed me one day his killing bottle. I'm imprisoned in it. Fluttering against the glass. Because I can see through it I still think I can escape. I have hope. But it's all an illusion. A thick round wall of glass. | John Fowles | ||
| 27d0aec | I was a fool! Loving someone who doesn't love you is hell! Don't ever let anyone convince you that you can be happy with someone who doesn't love you. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 3d5015a | Let me go." "I can't", he said hoarsely, (...)" I've tried a hundred times to let you go, Victoria, but I can't." | Judith McNaught | ||
| 431d1ad | Spending of the best part of one's life earning money in order to enjoy questionable liberty during the least valuable part of it, reminds me of the Englishman who went to India to make a fortune first, in order that he might return to England and live the life of a poet. He should have gone up garret at once. | Henry David Thoreau | ||
| 8b1406b | I found in myself, and still find, an instinct toward a higher, or, as it is named, spiritual life, as do most men, and another toward a primitive rank and savage one, and I reverence them both. I love the wild not less than the good. | Henry David Thoreau | ||
| ca08973 | I don't know of any wrong road to Dictionopolis, so if this road goes to Dictionopolis at all it must be the right road, and if it doesn't it must be the right road to somewhere else, because there are no wrong roads to anywhere. Do you think it will rain? | Norton Juster | ||
| 455b45a | Who runs a combination ?" Keith asked. "With the cat shelter being the primary function? Only people who want to kill you with an axe and then put you in the garden and build a shed on you, that's who." | Maureen Johnson | ||
| 88364db | A]ny species that exempts itself from the rules of competition ends up destroying the community in order to support its own expansion. | exploitation philosophy | Daniel Quinn | |
| 5aace8c | Giovanni had awakened an itch, had released a gnaw in me. I realized it one afternoon, when I was taking him to work via the Boulevard Montparnasse. We had bought a kilo of cherries and we were eating them as we walked along. We were both insufferably childish and high-spirited that afternoon and the spectacle we presented, two grown men jostling each other on the wide sidewalk and aiming the cherry pits, as though they were spitballs, into.. | bisexuality giovanni-s-room homosexuality love lovers playfulness | James Baldwin |