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  • #1
    Anthony Doerr
    “Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever.”
    Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

  • #2
    Karen Marie Moning
    “Its our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we're willing to die for.”
    Karen Marie Moning

  • #3
    Karen Marie Moning
    “Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything.
    They make you feel so alive that you'd follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #4
    Karen Marie Moning
    “Hope strengthens. Fear kills[...] That simple adage is master of every situation, every choice. Each morning we wake up, we get to choose between hope and fear and apply one of those emotions to everything we do. Do we greet things that come our way with joy? Or suspicion?”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #5
    Karen Marie Moning
    “Hope strengthens. Fear kills.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #6
    Karen Marie Moning
    “Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset, to touch the one you love, to try again.

    'Hell would be waking up and wanting nothing,' he agrees.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #7
    Karen Marie Moning
    “You can’t look at someone with your eyes and take their measure.
    You have to look with the heart.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #8
    Karen Marie Moning
    “Everywhere I looked, I could see only shades of gray. Black and white were nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which we tried to judge things and map out our place in the world in relevance to them. Good and evil, in their purest form, were as intangible and forever beyond our ability to hold in our hand as any Fae illusion. We could only aim at them, aspire to them, and hope not to get so lost in the shadows that we could no longer see the light.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #9
    Richard Castle
    “I want to apologize to you, Nikki. Not just, ‘hey, sorry,’ but really. Apologize.” He paused, either to let her absorb it or to find his way, then he went on, “This is all still new to both of us. You and I came to each other with full lives, past baggage, careers, the works. Both of us. And this trip of mine, this was the first time since we got together that you’re seeing what my real work is like. I have the advantage of having gone on ride-along, so you—I get your life, inside and out. Me, I’m an investigative journalist. If I’m doing it right, I’m spending big stretches of time in places nobody else has the balls to go and under conditions most reporters wouldn’t put up with. That explains why I fell off the radar on my story. I told you I might before I left. But it’s no excuse for not calling you when I got in the clear. The only explanation I can give may sound flimsy, but it’s the truth. When I come off assignment, I have a routine. I sleep like the dead and write like the devil, in seclusion. It’s the way I’ve always done it. For years. But now—I realize something’s different now. I’m not the only one involved.
    “Now, if I could take back the past twenty-four hours, I would, but I can’t. What I can do, though, is say when I look at you now and see the hurt in you—the hurt I caused by being insensitive—I see pain I never want to bring to you again.” He let that sit there, then said, “Nikki, I apologize. I was wrong. And I am sorry.”
    Richard Castle

  • #10
    Richard Castle
    “I actually do have a motto,” said Heat. “It’s ‘Never forget who you work for.'" And as she voiced the words, Nikki felt a creeping unease. It wasn’t exactly shame, but it was close. For the first time it sounded hollow. Fake. Why? She examined herself, trying to see what was different. The stress, that was new. And when she looked at that, she recognized that the hardest part of her day lately was working to avoid confrontation with Captain Montrose. That’s when it came to her. In that moment, sitting nearly naked in Rook’s living room, playing some silly nineteenth-century parlor game, she came to an unexpected insight. In that moment Nikki woke up and saw with great clarity who she had become - and who she had stopped being. Without noticing it, Heat had begun seeing herself as working for her captain and had lost sight of her guiding principle, that she worked for the victim.”
    Richard Castle

  • #11
    Richard Castle
    “It pained her that a few hundred words in an also-ran newspaper could get her kicked out. That damned article.
    And Rook.
    Her sharpest agony. She had invested in this guy. Waited for this guy. Felt something for this guy that went beyond the bedroom ... or wherever else they took each other. Nikki did not give herself easily to a man, and this betrayal by Rook was why. Heat reflected on her answer at the oral boards about her greatest flaw and admitted her reply was a mask. Yes, her identification with her job was total. But her greatest flaw wasn’t overinvestment in her career. It was her reticence to be vulnerable. Unarmed as she was-literally-she had been emotionally so with Rook.
    That was the gut shot that had blown clean through her soul.”
    Richard Castle

  • #12
    J.D. Robb
    “I‘m very aware that my personal life, my marriage, is the source of speculation and interest in the department and with the public. I can live with that. I’m also aware that my husband’s businesses, and his style of conducting his businesses, are also the source of speculation and interest. I have no particular problem with that. But I resent very much that my reputation and my husband’s character should be questioned this way. From the media, Commander, it’s to be expected, but not from my superior officer. Not from any member of the department I’ve served to the best of my ability. I want you to take note, Commander, that turning in my badge would be like cutting off my arm. But if it comes down to a choice between the job and my marriage, then I lose the arm.”
    J.D. Robb

  • #13
    J.D. Robb
    “For once, he slept first. She lay in the dark, listening to him breathe, stealing a little of his warmth as her own body cooled. Since he was asleep, she stroked his hair.

    "I love you," she murmured. "I love you so much, I'm stupid about it."

    With a sigh, she settled down, closed her eyes, and willed her mind to empty.
    Beside her, Roarke smiled into the dark.

    He never slept first.”
    J.D. Robb, Ceremony in Death

  • #14
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “People tend to complicate their own lives, as if living weren't already complicated enough.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #15
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #16
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “Fools talk, cowards are silent, wise men listen.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafon, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #17
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #18
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “The moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you've already stopped loving that person forever.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #19
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “A secret's worth depends on the people from whom it must be kept.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #20
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “Making money isn't hard in itself... What's hard is to earn it doing something worth devoting one’s life to.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #21
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “People talk too much. Humans aren't descended from monkeys. They come from parrots.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #22
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “Bea says that the art of reading is slowly dying, that it's an intimate ritual, that a book is a mirror that offers us only what we already carry inside us, that when we read, we do it with all our heart and mind, and great readers are becoming more scarce by the day.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #23
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “The words with which a child’s heart is poisoned, whether through malice or through ignorance, remain branded in his memory, and sooner or later they burn his soul.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #24
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “There's no such thing as dead languages, only dormant minds.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #25
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “One of the pitfalls of childhood is that one doesn't have to understand something to feel it. By the time the mind is able to comprehend what has happened, the wounds of the heart are already too deep.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #26
    David Benioff
    “I never understood people who said their greatest fear was public speaking, or spiders, or any of the other minor terrors. How could you fear anything more than death? Everything else offered moments of escape: a paralyzed man could still read Dickens; a man in the grips of dementia might have flashes of the must absurd beauty.”
    David Benioff, City of Thieves

  • #27
    David Benioff
    “Contrary to popular belief, the experience of terror does not make you braver. Perhaps though, it is easier to hide your fear when you're afraid all the time.”
    David Benioff, City of Thieves

  • #28
    Neil Gaiman
    “So the day became one of waiting, which was, he knew, a sin: moments were to be experienced; waiting was a sin against both the time that was still to come and the moments one was currently disregarding. ”
    Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere

  • #29
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le Petit Prince

  • #30
    Neil Gaiman
    “How old are you?" asked Door. Richard was pleased she had asked; he would never have dared.
    "As old as my tongue," said Hunter, primly, "and a little older than my teeth.”
    Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere
    tags: humor



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