“I didn’t know what to say to that. I just stared at him. He was right, of course he was right, but… “I can’t do my job like this.”
“No,” he said, “you can’t.”
Then suddenly I felt the first tear slide down my face.
“No crying,” he said.
Another tear joined the first. I fought not to wipe at them.
His hand dropped to his side and he took a deep breath. “That’s not fair. Don’t cry.”
“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to, but you’re right, I think. I’m pregnant, damn it, not crippled.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, quote from Divine Misdemeanors
“He doesn’t pretend,” the punk pixie said. He nodded toward Doyle. “Nice rings. You got anything else pierced?”
“Yes,” Doyle said.
The boy smiled, making the rings in the edge of his nose and his bottom lip curl cheerfully with it. “Me too,” he said.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, quote from Divine Misdemeanors
“I hoped what little dinner I'd eaten wasn't something my new baby-rich body didn't like. I didn't want to throw up all over the bad guys, or then again maybe I did. It would certainly be distracting.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, quote from Divine Misdemeanors
“He held Saraid the rest of the way home, and in a way she held him right back, because sometimes and especially for a man, being able to be someone’s big strong shoulder to cry on helps you not need to cry so very much yourself.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, quote from Divine Misdemeanors
“They had kilts on instead of pants, but you just didn’t see six feet-plus of immortal warrior panicking about anything often, but panicking in a kitchen with pots in their hands and the oven open while they peered inside in a puzzled manner was a very special and endearing type of panic.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, quote from Divine Misdemeanors
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“Pike said, “Coming your way.” Pike gunned his Jeep out of the Shell station, and turned onto the highway at the first intersection. He lost sight of the van when he slowed for oncoming cars, but slalomed between traffic and quickly caught up. “Eight lengths back. I’m by a yellow eighteen-wheeler.” “Looking.” Pike was still settling into a groove when the van’s right-turn indicator flashed. They had gone less than a mile. “Blinker.” “Shit, I don’t have you.” “Las Palmas. West side.” “I’m looking.” Pike slowed to put distance between himself and the van. A horn blew behind him, then another, but Pike braked even harder, hanging back as the van turned onto a street between large, undeveloped lots. It stopped in plain sight of the highway. Pike left the highway, but turned in the opposite direction, watching the van in his sideview mirror. A hundred yards later he turned into a parking lot surrounding a home furnishings outlet. “They stopped at an empty lot.” “I”
― Robert Crais, quote from Taken
“The nineteenth was the first century of human sympathy, -- the age when half wonderingly we began to descry in others that transfigured spark of divinity which we call Myself; when clodhoppers and peasants, and tramps and thieves, and millionaires and -- sometimes -- Negroes, became throbbing souls whose warm pulsing life touched us so nearly that we half gasped with surprise, crying, "Thou too! Hast Thou seen Sorrow and the dull waters of Hopelessness? Hast Thou known Life?”
― W.E.B. Du Bois, quote from The Souls of Black Folk
“Una civilización que niega a la muerte, acaba por negar a la vida.”
― Octavio Paz, quote from The Labyrinth of Solitude and Other Writings
“As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.”
― Jack London, quote from The Star Rover
“—¡Deja de jugar con la comida! —le dijo por signos mi madre.
—Son nubes —respondió Dot.
—Las nubes no son rojas —dijo por signos Soph.
—Es el amanecer —replicó por signos Dot, desafiante—. Porque en mi plato está amaneciendo. Y a la salchicha le parece precioso. —Le esculpió una sonrisa a la salchicha con el cuchillo.
—Vaya desastre —le dijo por signos mi madre.
—Pero un desastre bonito —sonrió Dot. Le dio la vuelta a su plato para enseñárselo a nuestra madre. La salchicha estaba tumbada de espaldas, sonriéndoles a las nubes de kétchup.”
― Annabel Pitcher, quote from Ketchup Clouds
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