Borrowed Words

You may call me Kat. This is the collision of two of my addictions: books and tumblr, where I post quotes that have leaped out across the page at me during my recreational reading. More for myself than anyone, but feel free to follow me. :)

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What is more selfish: Wanting to be loved, or wanting to love?

Sometimes it’s like whichever one you want most, you’re screwed.

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Hypocrisy, for all its bad reputation, at least showed a decent respect for goodness.

Alvin Journeyman by Orson Scott Card

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I think that a good person can sometimes do wrong out of ignorance or weakness or wrong thinking, but when hard times come, the goodness wins out after all. And a bad person can often seem good and trustworthy for a long time, but when hard times come, the evil in him gets revealed.

Alvin Journeyman by Orson Scott Card

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You need more courage, my friend. You need to dare to hope for what is good, instead of settling for what is merely good enough.

Alvin Journeyman by Orson Scott Card

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A liar sees lies, even when they aren't there. Just as a hypocrite sees hypocrites whenever he runs across good people. Can't stand to think that anyone might really be what you only pretend to be.

Alvin Journeyman by Orson Scott Card

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Where do you draw the line between a humble man who knows his own weaknesses but tries to act out virtues he hasn't quite mastered yet, and a proud man who pretends to have those virtues without the slightest intention of acquiring them?

Alvin Journeyman by Orson Scott Card

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Experience has taught me that you cannot value dreams according to the odds of their coming true. Their real value is in stirring within us the will to aspire.

My Beloved World by Sonia Sotomayor, Supreme Court Justice

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To be able to face people and to endure the constant reminder of Gloria that all existence had become, it was necessary for him to have hope. So he built hope desperately and tenaciously out of the stuff of his dream, a hope flimsy enough, to be sure, a hope that was cracked and dissipated a dozen times a day, a hope mothered by mockery, but, nevertheless, a hope that would be brawn and sinew to his self-respect.

The Beautiful and Damned  by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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He was not so much in love with Gloria as mad for her. Unless he could have her near him again, kiss her, hold her close and acquiescent, he wanted nothing more from life. By her three minutes of utter unwavering indifference the girl had lifted herself from a high but somewhat casual position in his mind, to be instead his complete preoccupation. However his wild thoughts varied between a passionate desire for her kisses and an equally passionate craving to hurt her and mar her, the residue of his mind craved in finer fashion to possess the triumphant soul that had shone through those three minutes.

The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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The more candles you have on your cake, the stronger your wish is.

Crimes of the Heart by Beth Henley

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'A woman should be able to kiss a man beautifully and romantically without any desire to be either his wife or his mistress.'

The Beautiful and Damned, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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The growth of intimacy is like that. First one gives off his best picture, the bright and finished product mended with bluff and falsehood and humor. Then more details are required and one paints a second portrait, and a third - before long the best lines cancel out - and the secret is exposed at last; the planes of the pictures have intermingled and given us away, and though we paint and paint we can no longer sell a picture.

The Beautiful and Damned, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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'Men don't usually get so absorbed in themselves when they're with me.'

The Beautiful and Damned, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Never having had to worry about men she had seldom used the wary subterfuges, the playings out and haulings in, that were the stock in trade of her sisterhood. When she liked a man, that was trick enough.

The Beautiful and Damned, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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He was convinced that no woman he had ever met compared in any way with Gloria. She was deeply herself; she was immeasurably sincere.

The Beautiful and Damned, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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When a man speaks, it is merely tradition. He has at best a few thousand years back of him. But woman, why, she is the miraculous mouthpiece of posterity.

The Beautiful and Damned, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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His expression combined that of a Middle-Western farmer appraising his wheat-crop and that of an actor wondering whether he is observed - the public manner of all good Americans.

The Beautiful and Damned, by F. Scott Fitzgerald