The Quotes

“i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone”
― James Dashner, The Scorch Trials

“This is the strangest life I have ever known.”
― Jim Morrison

“Take these broken wings and learn to fly.”
― Paul McCartney, Blackbird Singing: Poems and Lyrics, 1965-1999

“And they say
She's in the class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been that way since eighteen, but lately,
Her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
Go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly”
― Ed Sheeran

“What-what do you want?" Annabeth asked, trying to maintain a tone of confidence.
The voice cackled maliciously.
'To curse you, of course! To destroy you thousand times in the name of Mother Night!'
"Only a thousand times?" Percy murmured. "Oh, good...I thought we were in trouble.”
― Rick Riordan

“Stages



As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.

Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slaves of permanence.

Even the hour of our death may send
Us speeding on to fresh and newer spaces,
And life may summon us to newer races.
So be it, heart: bid farewell without end.”
― Hermann Hesse, The Glass Bead Game

“It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line”
― Ed Sheeran

“I wanted to pull away, remind him that I was a big girl, a highly trained operative, a spy - that I'd been training for this mission my entire life, and I wasn't going to be left on the sidelines. But in the dim space with Zach pressed tightly against me, only one thought came to mind. I kissed him - longer and deeper than I ever had before. The school was not watching us this time. There was nothing playful in the tone. We were just two people kissing as if for the first time, as if it might be the last.

And then I broke away. "So," I asked, as if I got kissed like that all the time (which, believe me, I don't), "where is it you're taking me again?"

"The tombs.”
― Ally Carter

“For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds /
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.”
― Wallace Stevens, "The Snow Man"

“I love you." she whispered into the rough wool of his sweater.”
― L.J. Smith, The Awakening / The Struggle

“You see," he continued, beginning to feel better, "once there was no time at all, and people found it very inconvenient. They never knew wether they were eating lunch or dinner, and they were always missing trains. So time was invented to help them keep track of the day and get to places where they should. When they began to count all the time that was available, what with 60 seconds in a minute and 60 minutes in an hour and 24 hours in a day and 365 days in a year, it seemed as if there was much more than could ever be used. 'If there's so much of it, it couldn't be very valuable,' was the general opinion, and it soon fell into dispute. People wasted it and even gave it away. Then we were giving the job of seeing that no one wasted time again," he said, sitting up proudly. "It's hard work but a noble calling. For you see"- and now he was standing on the seat, one foot on the windshield, shouting with his ams outstretched- "it is our most valuable possession, more precious than diamonds. It marches on, it and tide wait for no man, and-"
At that point in the speech the car hit a bump in the road and the watchdog collapsed in a heap on the front seat with his alarm ringing furiously.”
― Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth

“Nimic nu-i mai rău pentru caracterul omului decât să fi mândru de faptele tale bune. Fie că te mândrești cu musculatura, cu rapiditatea, cu forța, îndemânarea, îndurarea..., acestea sunt slăbiciuni comune nouă tuturor. Dar atunci când un om rămâne din virtutea lui doar cu îngâmfarea, este trist!”
― Lloyd C. Douglas, The Robe

“But hope, I can tell you, is an exhausting emotion; perhaps, along with fear, the most exhausting of all. It is like juggling eggs: the hope is the shell, and inside is despair. A single crack and the despair might spill everywhere, stain everything.”
― Sam Taylor

“Lumea nu merită sacrificiul de a trăi pentru ea, cu atât mai puțin de a muri.”
― Lloyd C. Douglas, The Robe

“I care about strangers when they're abstractions, but I feel almost nothing when they're literally in front of me.”
― Chuck Klosterman, I Wear the Black Hat: Grappling With Villains

“Oh God, I'm sorry I bring trouble on people. I don't mean to, you know that, you know that. And don't punish me by taking Ned. Keep him safe that's all I ask. That's all I'll ever ask again, just keep him safe.”
― Catherine Cookson, The Girl

“You make your son out to be to be almost an idiot; well let me tell you something, Mrs Loan, if he were a complete idiot, drooling at the mouth, he'd still be a better person then you.”
― Catherine Cookson, The Girl

“You're not standing on your head! Have a cookie. - Grimspite in Jinx on the Divide”
― Elizabeth Kay, Jinx on the Divide

“The real you will never emerge without courage.”
― Richie Norton

“My greatest fear is time wasted—a life spent. My greatest fear is passing away from this world without leaving a lasting impact.”
― M.J. Chrisman, The Remnant: The Legend Of The Seer

“....The secret voices of the brain need not always speak in
thunder; the Dream-Painter within us need not always have a full canvas for the exercise of his
craft.”
― Bram Stoker, The Mystery of the Sea

“The coining of a new (somewhat short-lived) term, ‘homophiliac’, used by homophobes as an alternative to ‘homophobic’, is no more than an exercise in facetiousness. The principle employed, is to try to present something morally reprehensible (homophobia) as something ordinary or innocuous – in the same way that racists avoid using words like ‘racist’ to describe themselves, in favor of wrapping their hatred in terms like ‘white pride’ in order to make the same thing seem less reprehensible than itself”
― Christina Engela, Pearls Before Swine

“If men could become pregnant – or be legally raped, or understand the unsubtle differences between ‘yes’ and ‘no’ – I am certain they would soon change their tune about abortion and the treatment and trivialization of the suffering of rape victims.”
― Christina Engela, Pearls Before Swine

“Why take minimum from life if you can take maximum from life? Both are on the table!”
― Vambola Tullus

“Brraaac bish kac dhac, its the sound of the victory.”
― F.M. Sogamiah

“She felt a pang, a deep wish for the bay, the soaring towers of the bridge, the sunlight skipping across ten thousand whitecaps between the Golden Gate and Alcatraz. She wanted the scent of the Pacific and the beauty of the cities and the mountains, and her man. She closed her eyes.
She opened them and felt small, surrounded by the sweep of the continent. The sky was vast. It was glorious and terrifying.”
― Meg Gardiner, Into the Black Nowhere

“We are the dead' he said.
'We are the dead' echoed Julia dutifully.
'You are the dead' said an iron voice behind them.”
― George Orwell, 1984

“You have more chance of winning the lottery than a Nobel Prize.”
― Steven Magee

“Starmer has found it difficult to escape this cycle of dependence because he cannot comprehend a crucial therapeutic insight: that the subject supposed to know knows nothing. Often, an analytic breakthrough comes when the patient realises that the Other to whom she has delegated her authority (or knowledge, or desire) is illusory: an empty signifier. This revelation allows her to take responsibility for her own desire, which is thereby transformed from a conduit for the Other’s will into what Lacan calls ‘decided desire’ or ‘determined desire’. When her experience is no longer mediated by the subject supposed to know, its possibilities are expanded. Dependence is supplanted by autonomy. And that, for Lacanians, is the real meaning of adulthood, although most adults never achieve it.”
― Oliver Eagleton

“What the fuck?” he growls.
“Yeah! What the fuck?” I repeat.
The dragon blinks at me, confused. “What?”
― Yve Vale, Hexed