I Quotes
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“It’s like you’re screaming but no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them, you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back so you can have the good.”
“It's like you took a bottle of ink and you threw it at a wall. Smash! And all that ink spread. And in the middle, it's dense, isn't it? And as it gets out on the edge, the little droplets get finer and finer and make more complicated patterns, see? So in the same way, there was a big bang at the beginning of things and it spread. And you and I, sitting here in this room, as complicated human beings, are way, way out on the fringe of that bang. We are the complicated little patterns on the end of it. Very interesting. But so we define ourselves as being only that. If you think that you are only inside your skin, you define yourself as one very complicated little curlique, way out on the edge of that explosion. Way out in space, and way out in time. Billions of years ago, you were a big bang, but now you're a complicated human being. And then we cut ourselves off, and don't feel that we're still the big bang. But you are. Depends how you define yourself. You are actually--if this is the way things started, if there was a big bang in the beginning-- you're not something that's a result of the big bang. You're not something that is a sort of puppet on the end of the process. You are still the process. You are the big bang, the original force of the universe, coming on as whoever you are. When I meet you, I see not just what you define yourself as--Mr so-and- so, Ms so-and-so, Mrs so-and-so--I see every one of you as the primordial energy of the universe coming on at me in this particular way. I know I'm that, too. But we've learned to define ourselves as separate from it.”
“It’s like you took a part of me and each girl's insecurities and made them
beautiful.”
“It’s like you were driving from San Francisco to Los Angeles for an important meeting. But along the way, you turned here and there to entertain yourself with the scenery. Somewhere along the line, without realizing it, you’re no longer moving north to south. Instead, you’re now headed east toward Denver!
Once you go out horizontally into the intermediate realm, there is no end to the new and interesting stuff you can experience: encounters with angels or entities, psychic abilities, out-of-body experiences, bright lights or colors, past lives, weird internal sounds. The scenery is really cool, but you’re never going to make that important meeting.”
Source: The Science of Enlightenment: Teachings and Meditations for Awakening Through Self-Investigation
“It's limiting, Louis went on, to be known: you can't behave without inhibition. You can go to the ends of the earth but if you meet someone there who knows your name, you might as well have stayed at home.”
Source: Transit
“It's literally a new world now, so either we adapt to it collectively as one species or only the privileged healthy will be left to live. And the only way to adapt to a new world is to keep working through mistakes, failures and changes, driven by a sense of community.”
“It's lonely at the top”
“It’s long overdue that we expose this behavior and create environments where everyone feels safe and can be productive at work.”
Source: Female Firebrands: Stories and Techniques to Ignite Change, Take Control, and Succeed in the Workplace
“It's looking like a quiet night," [Magnus] said. "Come on. Finish up and let me take you home."
"Is this chivalry?" Catarina said with a smile. "Thought that was dead."
"Like us, it never dies.”
Source: The Last Stand of the New York Institute
“It's loud inside my head, with those words I want to say to you.”
“It’s love, and all it takes is one person to trust your heart for lifetime.”
“It's love that leaves and breaks the seal of always thinking you would be real, happy and healthy, strong and calm, where does the good go?”
“It's love that makes the world go round - otherwise it would be flat.”
“It's lovely in the woods now. All the little wood things—the ferns and the satin leaves and the crackerberries—have gone to sleep, just as if somebody had tucked them away until spring under a blanket of leaves. I think it was a little gray fairy with a rainbow scarf that came tiptoeing along the last moonlight night and did it.”
Source: Anne of Green Gables
“It's lovely to be going home and know it's home.”
Source: Anne of Green Gables
“It's lovely to be going home and know it's home. I love green gables already, and I've never loved any place before. Oh, Marilla, I'm so happy.”
Source: Anne of Green Gables
“It’s lovely to know the world can’t interfere with the inside of your head.”
Source: Angela's Ashes (Scholastic ELT Reader)
“It's lovely when the dark is your friend, isn't it? When you turn on the light, it makes the dark your enemy... and it glowers in at you resentfully.”
Source: Anne of Windy Poplars
“It's lucky that it's dark. I haven't blushed so much since Madam Pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs. -Albus Dumbledore”
“It's macaroni soup. Curls of pasta swim in steaming, fragrant broth, and pieces of boiled chicken are all tangled up with them, the meat nearly fallen off the bones. It's comfort food, the kind my parents brought over the ocean with them twenty-five years ago, and the kind that doesn't fit westernized Chinese restaurant menus. My mother used to make it for us for breakfast, before we got older and told her we had no time to eat in the morning if we wanted to make the school bus. For years now it's been only the occasional snack, a rare treat.
But I still like it best made with sugar, and so does my brother Lei. Only our older sister Yun asks for it this way, savory and salty.”
Source: Hungry Hearts: 13 Tales of Food & Love
“It's maddening been a Prophet. Like assembling a puzzle when the pieces are doled out erratically over time, and none of them fit until you have enough of them. And it's not like you have a convenient sample picture to go by. Probably you'll have twenty different puzzles going at once, and how should you know which event the pieces go to as they come?
There will in fact come a day when Prophets are thought to be lunatics. And we'll accept it, because that's what it feels like.”
“It's made of poetry and art and lost hearts enhanced in magic
It's the kingdom of love, where free spirits find their resilience
It's the dream catcher of lost passion and deep silence
It's the torso where rebel souls find their homeland
It's the beginning of a dream and the end of another
It's what keeps you up in the night, when you're breathing dreams
It's that madness of artists caught in the wind
It's the night on a full moon drown between chimeras
It's you making love to me, under the blessings of Seine..."
(fragment from "Paris", chapter Hope)”
Source: The odyssey of my lost thoughts
“It's madness — "
"Madness is where we live now.”
Source: The Green Knight
“It's madness, of course', thought Moist. 'But now I've got it, too.”
Source: Going Postal
“It's madness the sheep to talk peace with the wolf”
“It’s madness to see life as it is and not how it should be.”
“It's magical how wheels and gears disguise as wings and propellers!”
Source: Orenda - flash fiction based in modern India
“It's making me so sad that you are unreachable. My desire for your touch, and your lips. It's breaking me inside. I'm so scared you are the only one i will ever love. I'm so scared because I know there is no other you.”
“It’s making my blood boil, and my heart race.”
Source: Professor's Secret Baby
“It's math, ' Nora says.
'Math has no authority here, ' June tells her
'Math is everywhere, June.”
Source: Red, White & Royal Blue
“It’s maybe impossible to escape (your own head), but I guess the secret is the prison cell just gets bigger and bigger and bigger and prettier and prettier and prettier.”
“it's maybe one of my favorite feelings ever… my friends and i call it “suspension.” it's when a connection creates an energy between you and another person or a group of people… and that conversation or that night or that experience or that moment you're in with them just becomes all there is, and you just lose time together. the way that energy can just feel infinite… i'm pretty sure it's some kind of magic.”
“It’s mayhem, it’s chaos, and then the hose is unleashed.
An icy torrent of water knocks me to the ground and separates me from Seth. Water fills my nose, and I choke on it, coughing hard and desperately trying to shield my eyes from the worst of it so I can see. The spray moves away from me long enough that I can stand on shaky legs. It’s a fight to regain my bearings, my vision still blurred, and stray limbs and bodies tangle across the ground, tripping me with every step. The gate is at my back, and everywhere I look is a mess of water, people, and mud. It’s so loud; even when I blink away the last of the water, I still feel too disoriented, like I’m disconnected from my body. I slip. My shoulder slams into concrete, and I breathe through the pain as I force myself to my feet again. Someone shouts my name, but then there’s a guard in front of me, his helmet visor pulled up so I can see the wicked gleam in his eyes when he pulls out a small black object from his belt. I spot the metal prongs and realize what’s about to happen. Terror lances up my spine, thick and suffocating in my throat. I can’t move.
Behind me, Ajei screams.
A large hand wrenches me back by the arm, and I lose my balance. Electricity crackles from the end of the taser, missing my drenched side by a centimeter as I crash to the ground hard. “We saw you!” Someone screams. “We have a video! Murderer! You tried to kill him!”
Without warning, hands are everywhere, grabbing me and pulling me back to safety. “No, wait!” I shout, struggling to free myself from their grasp. I can’t leave now, not like this. I need to be up at the front, strong in the face of danger, just like our ancestors. I need to make my family proud; need to protect them and the land we were blessed with the way I promised I would. There’s a cry of pain, and I catch a glimpse of Seth yanking my attacker’s arm behind his back until he’s forced to drop the taser, which Seth kicks away. His eyes are ablaze, and he’s utterly ruthless, but despite everything, I can only think of how beautiful he looks. Then, he swings out a leg and takes out another guard who is going after a fleeing Ajei, her phone in her hand from where she had been recording everything.
He spies me on the ground amidst the throngs of protestors, something like fear on his face, and roars, “Get him out of here!”
Source: Guardian's Guard
“It's me," a deep voice rumbled.
The hands released me and I turned. There stood Derek, all six foot of him. Maybe it was just the thrill of seeing him, but he looked better than I remembered. His black hair was still lank, and his face was still dotted with acne. But he looked...better.
~~~~~
Tori waited until Derek was gone, then shuddered. "Okay, Derek always weired me out, but the wolf man stuff is seriously creepy. Suits him, I suppose. A creepy power for a creepy guy."
"I thought he looked better."
She stared at me.
"What? He does. Probably because he's starting his wolf changes and he's not stressed out about being in Lyle House. That must help."
"You know what will really help? Shampoo. Deodorant - "
I raised my hand to cut her off. "He smelled fine, so don't start that. I'm sure his wearing deodorant and - for once-it's working. As for showers, they're a little hard to come by on the street, and we won't look much better soon."
"I'm just saying."
"Do you think he doesn't know you're saying? News flash-he's not stupid.”
Source: The Awakening
“It's me, Aiden," Parker responded. "I have some bad news. I've found out Maxwell Turner and two other inmates have broken out of prison. I'm heading to Bayville Federal Prision to get more information about the prision break.”
Source: Love Auction II: Love Designs
“It's me I'm losing control of. Hundreds of sketches, and still can't get enough of your face." He traces the dimple in my chin with his thumb.
"Your neck." His palm moves along my throat.
"Your..." both hands find my waist and drag me off the table so we're standing toe tote.
"I'm not wasting another second drawing you," he whispers against my lips, "when I can touch you instead." He presses his mouth to mine.
A spark, hot and electric, jumps between us. Shock and sensation shimmer through me, aglow with his heat ad flavor. Six year of secret desire. Six years of denying that he's the orbit of my world.
To think, he's been running from me, too.”
Source: Splintered
“It’s me, you fool. Who do you think it is? I’m coming in.”
He was already naked. She turned away from him as he slipped in by her side but he caught her in his arms and felt her body thaw his belly and thighs. That was all, just to lie there listening to the breathing and the silence and feel the warmth colour his belly and thighs and head. She never wore clothes in bed. They were naked and the warmth run out of her. He wanted to laugh, because it was such a marvelous discovery to make, this warmth. She was hissing like a snake.
“No, it’s wrong.” She went on hissing.
She brought an elbow back smartly and struck him in the paunch. She seemed all elbows, shoulder blades and heels. It was like trying to make love to a dough-mixing machine. She wanted it, didn’t she, otherwise why all this hissing and moaning?”
Source: Something to Answer For
“It's meaningless to just live. It's meaningless to just fight. I want to win.”
“It's meaningless to question whether a trans Autistic person would have "still" been trans had they not been born neurodiverse, because Autism is such a core part of who we are. Without our disability (or our gender identity) we'd be entirely different people. There is no separating these aspects of ourselves from our personhood or personality. They're both core parts.”
Source: Unmasking Autism: Discovering the New Faces of Neurodiversity
“It's mechanical," Leo said. "Maybe a doorway to the dwarfs' secret lair?"
"Ooooo!" shrieked a nearby voice. "Secret lair?"
"I want a secret lair!" yelled another voice from above.
...
"If we had a secret lair," said Red Fur, "I would want a firehouse pole."
"And a waterslide!" said Brown Fur, who was pulling random tools out of Leo's belt, tossing aside wrenches, hammers, and staple guns.
"Stop that!" Leo tried to grab the dwarf's feet, but he couldn't reach the top of the pedestal.
"Too short?" Brown Fur sympathized.
"You're calling me short?" Leo looked around for something to throw, but there was nothing but pigeons, and he doubted he could catch one. "Give me my belt, you stupid-"
"Now, now!" said Brown Fur. "We haven't even introduced ourselves. I'm Akmon, and my brother over there-"
"-is the handsome one!" The red-furred dwarf lifted his espresso. Judging from his dilated eyes and maniacal grin, he didn't need any more caffeine. "Passolos! Singer of songs! Drinker of coffee! Stealer of shiny stuff!”
Source: The House of Hades
“It's men who trust they will suffer no consequences for their actions, while women suffer no matter what they do.”
Source: The Book of Essie
“It's mild to you and every other heartless soul in this village, Nina; It's not mild to me. (...) It's mild you because we made it so, at great personal cost!”
Source: A Kind of Spark
“It's mind-boggling when you think about how important it is to do what you feel is right. You don't know what you'll be missing when you make a bad choice.”
Source: Thunder Hawk
“it’s miraculous how the shallow can injure in such a profound way.”
“It's Miranda who speaks up. "You're gay," she says, with complete seriousness. "And I love you.”
Source: Two Boys Kissing
“It’s misleading or deceptive in a way that such skills are learned like any other — simple practice, sincere investment over time. Yes, like small steps, one at a time, to cross the bridge. Just a single step today.”
“It's modest and practical, yet flattering and attractive at the same time.”
Source: Shantaram
“It’s more believable that a cop would get involved in solving these murders. I mean, you’re talking about writing a series. How believable is it that this Hollywood gossip columnist is going to keep stumbling on all these murders?”
Source: The Hell You Say
“It’s more common for people to get fire tattoos. Symbols of passion, transformation, change. But I wanted smoke because it’s what remains. After the fire, after everything is destroyed, you’re left with smoke and ash. You’ve gotta make somethin’ out of it.”
Source: Melting Point
“It's more dangerous to make friends when you're old than when you're young.”