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The two long boards from the outer hull have been smashed and bent inward by some inconceivable force. Clearly visible in the light from the slightly shaking lantern are huge claw marks in the splintered oak - claw marks streaked with frozen smears of impossibly bright blood.
From P 46 of The Other Boleyn Girl
I felt no tiumph at all. I looked across the richly carpeted tent at a woman old enough to be my mother and felt nothing but pity for the pain I would cause her. For a moment I did not even see the king, I saw only the two of us, bound to be each other's grief.
I felt no tiumph at all. I looked across the richly carpeted tent at a woman old enough to be my mother and felt nothing but pity for the pain I would cause her. For a moment I did not even see the king, I saw only the two of us, bound to be each other's grief.
From p. 50 of Daemon:
It took Sebeck a moment to realize that the video was already playing. The man swayed unsteadily -- his pixels adjusting like colored tiles. Then he looked directly into the camera and nodded as if in greeting.
"Detective Sebeck. I was Matthew Sobol. Chief technology officer of Cyber-Storm Entertainment. I am dead." ...
"I see you've been assigned to the Josef Pavlos and Chopra Singh murder cases. Let me save you some time; I killed both men. Soon you'll know why. But you have a problem: Because I'm dead, you can't arrest me. More importantly: You can't stop me."
It took Sebeck a moment to realize that the video was already playing. The man swayed unsteadily -- his pixels adjusting like colored tiles. Then he looked directly into the camera and nodded as if in greeting.
"Detective Sebeck. I was Matthew Sobol. Chief technology officer of Cyber-Storm Entertainment. I am dead." ...
"I see you've been assigned to the Josef Pavlos and Chopra Singh murder cases. Let me save you some time; I killed both men. Soon you'll know why. But you have a problem: Because I'm dead, you can't arrest me. More importantly: You can't stop me."
from page 47 of City of Bones:
The night had gotten even hotter, and running home felt like swimming as fast as she could through boiling soup. At the corner of her block Clary got trapped at a DON'T WALK sign. She jittered up and down impatiently on the balls of her feet while traffic whizzed by in a blur of headlights. She tried to call home again, but Jace hadn't been lying; his phone wasn't a phone. At least, it didn't look like any phone that Clary had ever seen before. The Sensor's buttons didn't have numbers on them, just more of those weird symbols, and there was no screen.
The night had gotten even hotter, and running home felt like swimming as fast as she could through boiling soup. At the corner of her block Clary got trapped at a DON'T WALK sign. She jittered up and down impatiently on the balls of her feet while traffic whizzed by in a blur of headlights. She tried to call home again, but Jace hadn't been lying; his phone wasn't a phone. At least, it didn't look like any phone that Clary had ever seen before. The Sensor's buttons didn't have numbers on them, just more of those weird symbols, and there was no screen.

I grabbed a fistful of my hair and held tight, hoping the pressure would increase blood circulation and get my tired synapses firing again. The made no sense. No scientist could produce this much work in so many different subdisciplines. Acquiring the skills alone would take more than a lifetime - a human lifetime, that is.
A vampire might well pull it off, if he had been working on problems like this over the span of decades. Just how old was Matthew Clairmont behind that thirty-something face.
From Ark Angel:
He must have dozed off, because the next thing he knew, the door had opened and Spectacles was standing over him, an expression of pure hatred on his face. Alex wasn't surprised. The last time they'd met, Alex had slammed a twenty-pound oxygen tank into his groin. If there was any surprise, it was just that a few hours later the man had found the strength to stand.
He must have dozed off, because the next thing he knew, the door had opened and Spectacles was standing over him, an expression of pure hatred on his face. Alex wasn't surprised. The last time they'd met, Alex had slammed a twenty-pound oxygen tank into his groin. If there was any surprise, it was just that a few hours later the man had found the strength to stand.
From page 5 of The Shadow of the Wind(I have a feeling that this book is going to have a lot of great quotes in it):
This is a place of mystery, Daniel, a sanctuary. 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 hand, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.
This is a place of mystery, Daniel, a sanctuary. 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 hand, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.
Lyn M wrote: "From page 5 of The Shadow of the Wind(I have a feeling that this book is going to have a lot of great quotes in it):
This is a place of mystery, Daniel, a sanctuary. Every book, every..."
Oh, I like that one!
This is a place of mystery, Daniel, a sanctuary. Every book, every..."
Oh, I like that one!
Bea wrote: "Lyn M wrote: "From page 5 of The Shadow of the Wind(I have a feeling that this book is going to have a lot of great quotes in it):
This is a place of mystery, Daniel, a sanctuary. Eve..."
Thanks Bea. I thought it was pretty good, especially for a bunch of book lovers.
This is a place of mystery, Daniel, a sanctuary. Eve..."
Thanks Bea. I thought it was pretty good, especially for a bunch of book lovers.

I took a step into the room, intending to check out the place, when side movement caught my eye. I whirled, knives slipping into my palms. The other girl did the same. When I froze, she did.
The mirrors I'd seen had all been tiny and, most of them, cracked. Though I knew I had brown hair and gray eyes, I'd never seen a full-sized reflection of myself before.
Luann wrote: "From page 46 of Enclave:
I took a step into the room, intending to check out the place, when side movement caught my eye. I whirled, knives slipping into my palms. The other girl di..."
Mmm.. Interesting. From the GR description, it looks like a cross between The Hunger Games and Divergent. I'll be interested to hear what you think about it when you're done.
I took a step into the room, intending to check out the place, when side movement caught my eye. I whirled, knives slipping into my palms. The other girl di..."
Mmm.. Interesting. From the GR description, it looks like a cross between The Hunger Games and Divergent. I'll be interested to hear what you think about it when you're done.
From p. 46 of City of Ashes:
"I'm not a killer."
"If you lived in the mundane world," said Luke, "that's all you'd be."
Jace stiffened, his mouth tightening, and Clary knew Luke's words had hit him where it hurt. "You don't get it," he said, a sudden desperation in his voice. "I can't go back. Maryse wants me to say I hate Valentine. And I can't do that."
"I'm not a killer."
"If you lived in the mundane world," said Luke, "that's all you'd be."
Jace stiffened, his mouth tightening, and Clary knew Luke's words had hit him where it hurt. "You don't get it," he said, a sudden desperation in his voice. "I can't go back. Maryse wants me to say I hate Valentine. And I can't do that."

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us...."
"It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known." (And that is a tear-jerker sentence, if you read the book!)
Susan wrote: "From p. 46 of City of Ashes:
"I'm not a killer."
"If you lived in the mundane world," said Luke, "that's all you'd be."
Jace stiffened, his mouth tightening, and Clary knew Luke's..."
Susan - I just read City of Bones and am really looking forward to this one.
"I'm not a killer."
"If you lived in the mundane world," said Luke, "that's all you'd be."
Jace stiffened, his mouth tightening, and Clary knew Luke's..."
Susan - I just read City of Bones and am really looking forward to this one.
Lyn M wrote: "Susan wrote: "From p. 46 of City of Ashes:
"I'm not a killer."
"If you lived in the mundane world," said Luke, "that's all you'd be."
Jace stiffened, his mouth tightening, and Cla..."
And I hadn't realized how many there are in this series -- When I first heard about it, there were only 3, but now there are several more after that. So we won't run out for a while. :)
"I'm not a killer."
"If you lived in the mundane world," said Luke, "that's all you'd be."
Jace stiffened, his mouth tightening, and Cla..."
And I hadn't realized how many there are in this series -- When I first heard about it, there were only 3, but now there are several more after that. So we won't run out for a while. :)
from The Pathfinder:
There are too many good quotes other places to use p. 46 for this one. Each of these is the statement or thought of a different character.
p. 318: "A regime that wraps itself in the flag of truth fears truth most of all, for if its story is falsified to the slightest degree, its authority is gone."
p. 360: "For children love is a feeling; for adults, it is a decision. Children wait to learn if their love is true by seeing how long it lasts; adults make their love true by never wavering from their commitment."
p. 468: "But if it's any consolation to you, in this sentimental, melancholy mood of yours, it's worth remembering that all life is constantly displacing other life. Ann new species displace species that could not compete with them. We do nothing to the life forms of this world that they would not have done, eventually, to each other." (I don't know what to make of that one!)
There are too many good quotes other places to use p. 46 for this one. Each of these is the statement or thought of a different character.
p. 318: "A regime that wraps itself in the flag of truth fears truth most of all, for if its story is falsified to the slightest degree, its authority is gone."
p. 360: "For children love is a feeling; for adults, it is a decision. Children wait to learn if their love is true by seeing how long it lasts; adults make their love true by never wavering from their commitment."
p. 468: "But if it's any consolation to you, in this sentimental, melancholy mood of yours, it's worth remembering that all life is constantly displacing other life. Ann new species displace species that could not compete with them. We do nothing to the life forms of this world that they would not have done, eventually, to each other." (I don't know what to make of that one!)
From The Secret Life of Bees:
p. 278: "In a weird way I must have loved my little collection of hurts and wounds. They provided me with some real nice sympathy, with the feeling I was exceptional. I was the girl abandoned by her mother. I was the girl who kneeled on grits. What a special case I was."
p. 278: "In a weird way I must have loved my little collection of hurts and wounds. They provided me with some real nice sympathy, with the feeling I was exceptional. I was the girl abandoned by her mother. I was the girl who kneeled on grits. What a special case I was."
from By the Time you Read This I'll be Dead:
He knocks on my window. Mom says, "What should I do?"
I point ahead. My index finger jabs at the dash.
The window scrolls down. Is my mother insane? Don't talk to him.
"Hi," he says, leaning in. "I'm Santana. This is Herve Villechaize Junion," He scratches the rat's head. Beady eyes burn me, Boy's and Rat's.
Mom looks freaked. I told you to go. You never listen.
He knocks on my window. Mom says, "What should I do?"
I point ahead. My index finger jabs at the dash.
The window scrolls down. Is my mother insane? Don't talk to him.
"Hi," he says, leaning in. "I'm Santana. This is Herve Villechaize Junion," He scratches the rat's head. Beady eyes burn me, Boy's and Rat's.
Mom looks freaked. I told you to go. You never listen.
from The Lover's Dictionary, p. 64:
corrode, v.
I spent all this time building a relationship. Then one night I left the window open, and it started to rust.
corrode, v.
I spent all this time building a relationship. Then one night I left the window open, and it started to rust.
from The City and the City, p. 46:
The four teens looked at each other. "This is bullshit, man," the boy who was not Vilyem said, uncertainly. He knew that according to some politics he should oppose my instruction, but he wanted to go with my subordinate. Black tea and bread and paperwork, the boredom and striplights, all so much not like the peeling back of that wet-heavy cumbersome mattress, in the yard, in the dark.
The four teens looked at each other. "This is bullshit, man," the boy who was not Vilyem said, uncertainly. He knew that according to some politics he should oppose my instruction, but he wanted to go with my subordinate. Black tea and bread and paperwork, the boredom and striplights, all so much not like the peeling back of that wet-heavy cumbersome mattress, in the yard, in the dark.
from The God Project:
It was, he realized, sort of like what had happened to Randy after Billy Semple jumped off the roof. Even though Randy hadn't really done anything to Billy, he'd still gotten blamed for Billy's broken leg.
As he fell into a fitful sleep, Jason wondered if the same thing would happen to him, and he'd get blamed for Julie's dying.
Maybe the next time Randy came over they'd do the same thing to Fred that he'd done to Julie, and see if Fred died.
At least then he'd know for sure....
It was, he realized, sort of like what had happened to Randy after Billy Semple jumped off the roof. Even though Randy hadn't really done anything to Billy, he'd still gotten blamed for Billy's broken leg.
As he fell into a fitful sleep, Jason wondered if the same thing would happen to him, and he'd get blamed for Julie's dying.
Maybe the next time Randy came over they'd do the same thing to Fred that he'd done to Julie, and see if Fred died.
At least then he'd know for sure....
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The God Project (other topics)The City & the City (other topics)
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