Which way did they go, Peeves?" Filch was saying. "Quick, tell me." "Say 'please.'" "Don't mess with me, Peeves, now where did… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Listen closely, Sebastien Newcombe, ... I will only say this once. I understand the despair coursing through you. I understand the rage… — Dianne Duvall Copy Share Image
He raised his hand, hesitant, conflict raging in his eyes, and then swiftly brushed the length of my cheekbone with his fingertips.… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Let us read the Bible without the ill-fitting colored spectacles of theology, just as we read other books, using our own judgment… — Luther Burbank Copy Share Image
He's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night, and the storm in the heart of the sun. He's ancient… — Paul Cornell Copy Share Image
They promised me that this would be my home. That girls like you would always be my sisters. But they weren't my… — Ally Carter Copy Share Image
War rages on the teeming earth; The hot and sanguinary fight Begins with each new creature's birth: A dreadful war where might… — Mathilde Blind Copy Share Image
Worry is different from fear. If fear is like a raging fever, worry is a low-grade temperature. It nags at us, simmers… — Gerald Lawson Sittser Copy Share Image
“The (narcissitic) rage may turn into, or be accompanied by, a cold hatred that gives her qualities of power, invincibility, and calculation.… — A.H. Almaas Copy Share Image
There’s a good kind of crazy, Kaylee,” he insisted softly, reaching out to wrap his warm hand around mine. “It’s the kind… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
I am thinking of one woman and the rest is blotto. I say I am thinking of her, but the truth is… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
For arousing compassion, the nineteenth-century yogi Patrul Rinpoche suggested imagining beings in torment - an animal about to be slaughtered, a person… — Pema Chodron Copy Share Image
“Herk threw up the mouse, the hamburger he'd eaten for lunch, and some pasty glop that looked like tomato soup. He was… — Richard Bachman Copy Share Image
You said that you wanted to put us upon a reservation, to build us houses and make us medicine lodges. I was… — Ten Bears Copy Share Image
I spend most of my time in California. I feel I am fueled by rage and by the political climate there. I… — Gore Vidal Copy Share Image
A Christian anarchist has no business belonging to such a reactionary organization [the Catholic Church]. I do not believe in original sin,… — Ammon Hennacy Copy Share Image
“And you rage and scream and reach through the Force to crush the shadow who has destroyed you, but you are so… — Mathew Stover Copy Share Image
The rage for road building is beneficent for America, where vast distance is so main a consideration in our domestic politics andtrade,… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“I've Got A Little Problem And I'm not really sure how to fix it. Not really sure I need to. Not really… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
There is a certain kind of pain that can change you. Even the strongest sword, when placed in a raging fire, will… — Adam Gidwitz Copy Share Image
How does one know if she has forgiven? You tend to feel sorrow over the circumstance instead of rage, you tend to… — Clarissa Pinkola Estes Copy Share Image
I was a woman writing at the early moment when small drops of worried resentment and noble rage were secretly, slowly building… — Grace Paley Copy Share Image
Here, then, is the point at which I see the new mission of the librarian rise up incomparably higher than all those… — Jose Ortega y Gasset Copy Share Image
Maybe I've been a small part of the democratisation of celebrity, because I've been fascinated by it, and when it started to… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
One tended to lose one’s bearings in the presence of willful and persistent acts of craziness, and the more gentle the act,… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
I came in haste with cursing breath, And heart of hardest steel; But when I saw thee cold in death, I felt… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
I decided.. that I could go on being scared forever, that I could keep walking, that I could carry my rage around,… — Jennifer Weiner Copy Share Image
When suicide is out of fashion we conclude that none but madmen destroy themselves; and all the efforts of courage appear chimerical… — David Hume Copy Share Image
“He saw her red eyes filled with tears of anger. "Tell me why this rage?" He asked holding her in his arms.… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
Kind 'Guardian' readers have been forwarding me round robin Christmas newsletters for years now: lengthy missives full of perfect children, exotic holidays,… — Simon Hoggart Copy Share Image
Much of what I do now stems from my rage at segregation and discrimination. I can't stand to see children not able… — Marian Wright Edelman Copy Share Image
“He wanted to roar like a lion on a cement floor. And bellow like a polar bear with yellow fur worn down… — Adam Nevill Copy Share Image
“The Angry One sat quietly simmering. His rage burned a hole in the pit of his stomach. He’d been generous with her...and… — LR Potter Copy Share Image
Here we find the moat of thieves. And just as a lizard, with a quick, slick slither, Flicks across the highway from… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
Polyphemus stiffened. "Who said that?" "Nobody!" Annabeth yelled. That got exactly the reaction she'd been hoping for. The monster's face turned red… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
Anna despises two classes of people: first, those who own their own homes and have cars and families, and second, everybody else.… — Elfriede Jelinek Copy Share Image
“Refusing to listen to him any longer, Julian backs up. “Whenever you realize working together is in Summer’s best interest, come find… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
As in all matters involving love, which has so many different meanings, you find that the feeling that we label 'love' is… — Helen Garner Copy Share Image
Performance poetry is not one genre. Some chant, sing and dance. Some stand rooted to the spot and stare. Some chat their… — Michael Rosen Copy Share Image
Sometimes, in the course of my hopeless quest, I would pick up and dip into one of the ordinary books that lay… — Walter Moers Copy Share Image