“Do you know why the leaves change colour?... Before a tree sheds a leaf it pumps it full of all the poison it can't rid itself of otherwise. That red there--that's a man's skin blotching with burst veins after an assassin spikes his last meal with roto-weed. The poison spreading through him before he dies.” KnowsMenLastsDiesTreeRedSkinsMealsPoisonColourDo You KnowWeedShedLeafsVeinsPumpsAssassins Author:Mark Lawrence
“Life is just like a book. Only after you've read it do you know how it ends. It is when we are at the end of life that we know how our life ran. Mine, until now, has been black. As black as my skin. Black as the garbage dump where I live.” KnowsLifeHas BeensBookEndsLife IsBlackKnow HowOur LivesMinesSkinsLive LifeRanDo You KnowGarbageDumpEnd Of Life Book:Beyond All Pity Source: Beyond All Pity
“When I give a speech at a corporate event, I often ask those in attendance, 'Do you know how to tell if you're doing the job?' As heads start whispering back and forth, I provide these clue: 'If you're up at 3 A.M. every night talking into a tape recorder and writing notes on scraps of paper, have a knot in your stomach and a rash on your skin, are losing sleep and losing touch with your wife and kids, have no appetite or sense of humor, and feel that everything might turn out wrong, then you're probably doing the job.'” IfsKnowsGivingFeelsWritingMightKidsJobsNightTurnsAsksSleepTalkingKnow HowWifeEventsSpeechPaperLosingSkinsNotesCorporateDo You KnowSense Of HumorStomachAppetiteTapeEvery NightClueBack And ForthWhisperingKnotsScrapRecordersAttendanceHead StartWriting Notes Book:The Score Takes Care of Itself: My Philosophy of Leadership Source: The Score Takes Care of Itself: My Philosophy of Leadership
“It really occurred to me at a certain point: women have not been embodied. Feminism has not been embodied. It hasn't gotten into us in a way where it is so undeniable that there is nothing to prove. Do you know what I mean? That we are so in our feminist skin, so to speak, that we are that world now.” KnowsWorldWayMeanCertainSpeakFeminismProveSkinsFeministDo You Know Author:Eve Ensler
“Dustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. ‘He might tell me how my story ends,’ he murmured. Meggie looked at him in astonishment. ‘You mean you don’t know?’ Dustfinger smiled. Meggie still didn’t particularly like his smile. It seemed to appear only to hide something else. ‘What’s so unusual about that, princess?’ he asked quietly. ‘Do you know how your story ends?’ Meggie had no answer for that.” KnowsMeanStillsEndsStoriesMightFeltAnswersKnow HowSkinsFingersDo You KnowUnusualPrincessAstonishmentHis SmileDustfinger Book:Inkheart Source: Inkheart
“What is it? For what do you scheme? Ethine's death would weigh on you and the stain of her blood would seep into your skin" "Do you know what they wish for when they give you the Unseelie crown?" Roiben's tone was soft, like he was telling a secret. Kaye could barely catch his words. "That you be made of ice. What makes you think it matters what I feel? What makes you think I feel anything at all?” ThinkingKnowsGivingFeelsMadeMatterWishSecretBloodSkinsIceToneDo You KnowCrownsSchemesMake You ThinkStains Author:Holly Black
“Do you know, Mother, that Haj Salem was buried alive in his home? Does he tell you stories in heaven now? I wish I had had a chance to meet him. To see his toothless grin and touch his leathery skin. To beg him, as you did in your youth, for a story from our Palestine. He was over one hundred years old, Mother. To have lived so long, only to be crushed to death by a bulldozer. Is this what it means to be Palestinian?” KnowsYearsMeanLongDoeStoriesHomeMotherHeavenWishChanceAliveYouthHundredSkinsDo You KnowBuriedPalestinianPalestineCrushedSalemToothlessBulldozers Author:Susan Abulhawa
“Do you know what happened the last time I loved someone?” Growled against my skin with such tempered violence that my shiver turned into a shudder. I nodded. “No you don’t.” Another lethal growl. “You only know how she died. Let me tell you how she lived— in fear. My actions horrified her, as they horrify you. My enemies exploited her, as they exploit you, so it was more than an advancing army that made her throw herself from our roof. It was me.” KnowsMadeActionLastsEnemyKnow HowViolenceHappenedSkinsLet MeArmyDiedDo You KnowRoofLast TimeExploitsAdvancingShiver Author:Jeaniene Frost