Pg496 Quotes & Sayings

There were so many aspects of Eleanor her daughters didn't know. She took them out sometimes, those hidden traits, and turned them over, inspecting and admiring from all sides, as if they were precious seed pearls. And then she wrapped them up again safely and tucked them away. She would never reveal them again because then she'd have to explain why she'd changed. — Kate Morton

I love you," she murmured.
The words ... it was as though an entire sun had exploded in his chest.
He'd been ridiculous. His thrashing thoughts, his grand confusion and torment and helplessness
it was only love, had always been love, he supposed. It was no precipice he stood at, or rather precipices have little meaning when one finally acknowledges that one has wings. Connor stepped off.
"I love you, too."
Such grave, inadequate words for what it was he felt. — Julie Anne Long

Although we've used the concept brand communities a couple of times, it's important to reiterate that communities aren't created, they are courted. Most brands will need to court a range of different communities and travel across pools, webs, and hubs if they want to reach the full range of desired consumers. — Henry Jenkins

Some people set the bar so low you can trip over it. — Frank Sonnenberg

I have no problem selling ebooks for authors directly as an agent, but partnering with them is another matter. — Robert Gottlieb

Hatred and anger are powerless when met with kindness. — Malcolm X

Who of us knows or can by possibility arrive at a knowledge of the laws that govern our property and lives? — William H. Wharton

Beautiful things were meant to be broken. — A. Zavarelli

Practice is a talent. Perseverance is a talent. Hard work is a talent. — Abhinav Bindra

So Dorian let his father rage. He sat in on those meetings and shut down his revulsion and horror when his father sent a third minister to the butchering block. For Sorscha, for the promise of keeping her safe, of someday, perhaps, not having to hide what and who he was, he kept on his well-worn mask, offered banal suggestions about what to do regarding Aelin, and pretended. One last time.
When Celaena got back, when she returned as she'd sworn she would . . .
Then they would set about changing the world together. — Sarah J. Maas

Emerging from the train, I found it was fully night, the air excited by foreboding and something else, something like the feel of a childhood snow day when time was emancipated from institutions, when the snow seemed like a technology for defeating time, or like defeated time itself falling from the sky, each glittering ice particle an instant gifted back from your routine. — Ben Lerner