Angela Quotes

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You might be poor, your shoes might be broken, but your mind is a palace.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
Reading a book is like re-writing it for yourself. You bring to a novel, anything you read, all your experience of the world. You bring your history and you read it in your own terms.
Angela Carter
I am no longer accepting the things I cannot change. I am changing the things I cannot accept.
Angela Y. Davis
My life is like tofu—it's what gets added that makes it interesting.
Angela Johnson (A Certain October)
I will tell you what Jeanne was like. She was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off.
Angela Carter
It’s lovely to know that the world can’t interfere with the inside of your head.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
You would be amazed how many magicians have died after being bitten by mad rabbits. It's far more common than you might think. -Angela the Herbalist
Christopher Paolini (Brisingr (The Inheritance Cycle, #3))
Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual.
Angela Carter
Radical simply means "grasping things at the root.
Angela Y. Davis
She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.
Angela Schwindt
He says, you have to study and learn so that you can make up your own mind about history and everything else but you can’t make up an empty mind. Stock your mind, stock your mind. You might be poor, your shoes might be broken, but your mind is a palace.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life!
Christopher Paolini (Eldest (The Inheritance Cycle, #2))
The idea of freedom is inspiring. But what does it mean? If you are free in a political sense but have no food, what's that? The freedom to starve?
Angela Y. Davis
Angela spared a glare for Kami, and then resumed her marathon glaring session at Jared. 'It's too weird. I'm going to call you Carl.' Jared scowled. 'I don't want you to call me Carl.' 'That's interesting, Carl,' said Angela, cheering up.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
You’re crazy,” said her best friend, Angela, as the bell rang to signal five minutes before the first class on the first day back at school. “They said that about all the great visionaries.” “You know who else they said it about?” Angela demanded. “All the actual crazy people.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
Our purpose on this earth is not one single event, an accomplishment we can check off a list. There is no test. No passing or failing. There's only us, each moment shaping who we are, into what we will become.
Cynthia Hand (Hallowed (Unearthly, #2))
You just gotta tell her, man,’ I said. ‘You just gotta say, “Angela, I really like you, but there’s something you need to know: when we go to my house and hook up, we’ll be watched by the twenty-four hundred eyes of twelve hundred black Santas.
John Green (Paper Towns)
The master says it’s a glorious thing to die for the Faith and Dad says it’s a glorious thing to die for Ireland and I wonder if there’s anyone in the world who would like us to live.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
[Prison] relieves us of the responsibility of seriously engaging with the problems of our society, especially those produced by racism and, increasingly, global capitalism.
Angela Y. Davis (Are Prisons Obsolete?)
You have to act as if it were possible to radically transform the world. And you have to do it all the time.
Angela Y. Davis
Sing your song. Dance your dance. Tell your tale.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
She shrugs."Men" "Men." "If we can send one man to the moon, why can't we send them all there?
Cynthia Hand (Boundless (Unearthly, #3))
Welsh is an actual, currently used language and our next-door neighbors Angela and Gaenor spoke it. It sounds like Wizard.
Maureen Johnson (The Name of the Star (Shades of London, #1))
If you don't make a few ememies now and then, you're a coward-or worse. Besides, it as worth it to see his reaction. Oh, he was angry! - Angela to Eragon
Christopher Paolini (Inheritance (The Inheritance Cycle, #4))
The child's laughter is pure until he first laughs at a clown.
Angela Carter (Nights at the Circus)
I don't know what it means and I don't care because it's Shakespeare and it's like having jewels in my mouth when I say the words.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
What's going on with you? Jared asked out of the blue. Beginning a new era of journalistic history, Kami told him, sending her cheer through their connection. Also, to be perfectly honest, Angela and I were slapping our asses. As one does.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
Enthusiasm is common. Endurance is rare.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
Those are the voices of my brothers, darling; I love the company of wolves.
Angela Carter (Burning Your Boats: The Collected Short Stories)
We have to talk about liberating minds as well as liberating society.
Angela Y. Davis
Love her as in childhood Through feeble, old and grey. For you’ll never miss a mother’s love Till she’s buried beneath the clay.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
The tiger will never lie down with the lamb; he acknowledges no pact that is not reciprocal. The lamb must learn to run with the tigers.
Angela Carter
Our potential is one thing. What we do with it is quite another.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
In a racist society it is not enough to be non-racist, we must be anti-racist.
Angela Y. Davis
If they come for me in the morning, they will come for you in the night.
Angela Y. Davis
I think I want to be in love with you but I don't know how.
Angela Carter (The Magic Toyshop)
I desire therefore I exist.
Angela Carter (The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman)
I’d rather be miserable loving you than happy with anyone else.
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
Sometimes we have to do the work even though we don't yet see a glimmer on the horizon that it's actually going to be possible.
Angela Y. Davis
I know your soul. It’s there in every note”. He brushes my lips with his. “You can’t fake that. You can’t hide it
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
He looks like an angel, sings like an angel. He found my breaking heart a coaxed it into a new rhythm. A rhythm so sweet, so captivating, so enticing, I can’t get enough.
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
Anticipation is the greater part of pleasure.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
I only date college guys.” “You don’t know any college guys,” Kami pointed out. Angela’s gaze went to Kami, and she smiled. “Which leaves me with more time for napping.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
The wolf is carnivore incarnate and he's as cunning as he is ferocious; once he's had a taste of flesh then nothing else will do.
Angela Carter
There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Don't feel bad, Angela," Kami said. "You know guys, they only want one thing. Repartee. I can't count how many times men have admired my well-turned phrases.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
Sir Tucker,” I say suddenly, interrupting Angela. “Yeah?” “I believe the correct response is, ‘yes, Your Majesty,
Cynthia Hand (Unearthly (Unearthly, #1))
There was a house we all had in common and it was called the past, even though we'd lived in different rooms.
Angela Carter (Wise Children)
Stars on our door, stars in our eyes, stars exploding in the bits of our brains where the common sense should have been
Angela Carter (Wise Children)
I am entirely alone. I and my shadow fill the universe.
Angela Carter (The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman)
When Obama was elected president, a prisoner said “one black man in the White House doesn’t make up for one million black men in the Big House.
Angela Y. Davis
Boys. Listen up. We are going out for a girls’ night, where there will be dancing.” Kami did an illustrative shimmy. Angela looked resigned. Jared looked amused. “What was that?” “You’ve got to dance like nobody’s watching, Jared,” Kami informed him. “Have you considered that perhaps nobody’s watching because they’re too embarrassed for you?” “Fine,” said Kami, grinning at him. “Be a hater of dances. Be a hater of joy. I don’t care. You’re not invited!
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
Out of the frying pan into the fire! What is marriage but prostitution to one man instead of many? No different!
Angela Carter (Nights at the Circus)
When you keep searching for ways to change your situation for the better, you stand a chance of finding them. When you stop searching, assuming they can’t be found, you guarantee they won
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
You’re the only one I kiss goodnight.
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
Everybody’s damaged. It’s just a question of how badly, and whether you’re healing or still bleeding.
Angela N. Blount (Once Upon a Road Trip (Once Upon a Road Trip, #1))
as much as talent counts, effort counts twice.
Angela Duckworth (Grit)
Is not this world an illusion? And yet it fools everybody.
Angela Carter
We must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity.
Angela Carter (Nights at the Circus)
It soon became clear that doing one thing better and better might be more satisfying than staying an amateur at many different things:
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
His wedding gift, clasped round my throat. A choker of rubies, two inches wide, like an extraordinarily precious slit throat.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Love is desire sustained by unfulfilment.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
I say, Billy, what’s the use in playing croquet when you’re doomed? He says, Frankie, what’s the use of not playing croquet when you’re doomed?
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
I already have one Sheepbiter here,” said Eragon, and laid a hand on Saphira. “Why would I need another?” Angela broke out into a wide smile. “So you’re not entirely devoid of wit after all! There just might be hope for you.” And she danced off toward the keep, twirling her doublebladed staff by her side and muttering, “Fire? Bah!” A soft growl emanated from Saphira, and she said, Be careful whom you call Sheepbiter, Eragon, or you might get bitten yourself. Yes, Saphira.
Christopher Paolini (Brisingr (The Inheritance Cycle, #3))
When I saw him look at me with lust, I dropped my eyes but, in glancing away from him, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. And I saw myself, suddenly, as he saw me, my pale face, the way the muscles in my neck stuck out like thin wire. I saw how much that cruel necklace became me. And, for the first time in my innocent and confined life, I sensed in myself a potentiality for corruption that took my breath away.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Prisons do not disappear social problems, they disappear human beings. Homelessness, unemployment, drug addiction, mental illness, and illiteracy are only a few of the problems that disappear from public view when the human beings contending with them are relegated to cages.
Angela Y. Davis
We know the road to freedom has always been stalked by death.
Angela Y. Davis
Down the well," Angela repeated, and had to go sit down and hold on to her letter opener. It was in the shape of a dagger. Angela said holding it soothed her; seeing Angela hold it did not soothe Kami.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
I needed a whole heart once in my life. Is that so wrong?
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
I won’t just have a job; I’ll have a calling. I’ll challenge myself every day. When I get knocked down, I’ll get back up. I may not be the smartest person in the room, but I’ll strive to be the grittiest.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
I’m here Bethie. Loving you. Wanting you. I’m not going to run into a hole and lick my wounds. I’m going to bleed in front of you.
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
Okay, that was, I have to say, about the cheesiest thing I ever heard in my life,” I say to Angela as we’re milling around afterward. We hug, so Billy can take our picture. “I mean, seriously. Just be? You should write ads for Nike.
Cynthia Hand (Hallowed (Unearthly, #2))
Some friends gladly stay, some move away. Some come and go, but their affections grow. While some, I recall, are not friends at all.
Primadonna Angela
Hope for the best, expect the worst.
Angela Carter (Wise Children)
It is in collectivities that we find reservoirs of hope and optimism.
Angela Y. Davis (Freedom Is a Constant Struggle)
Love is like flowers blossoming in spring. When you think it ends, it’ll grow again in time.
Primadonna Angela
Sometimes the most scenic roads in life are the detours you didn't mean to take.
Angela N. Blount (Once Upon an Ever After (Once Upon a Road Trip, #2))
I learned a lesson I’d never forget. The lesson was that, when you have setbacks and failures, you can’t overreact to them.
Angela Duckworth (Grit)
I didn't just love him…I needed him. Not in some desperate "you complete me" sort of way. No, Vincent didn’t make me whole. He improved me. Something about him—something I didn't understand—had a way of amplifying the good in my nature while muting the bad. He was a catalyst for my soul. I didn't need him in order to exist...I needed him in order to be a better me.
Angela N. Blount (Once Upon an Ever After (Once Upon a Road Trip #2))
He looks like an angel, sings like an angel. He found my breaking heart and coaxed it into a new rhythm.
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
A mother's love is a blessing No matter where you roam. Keep her while you have her, You'll miss her when she's gone.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
The invisible is only another unexplored country, a brave new world.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Your heart .That’s all I want. That’s the best thing you can give me” You stole that that before we even met” I don’t want to be a thief. I want you to give it” His arms tighten around me, and his mouth presses on mine again. It’s yours Beth”. His words flow into my soul and twist me into knots. You know it’s yours
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
You never know. Maybe when we’re dreaming…we’re more lucid than when we are awake.
Katherine Angela Yeboah
You feel more like home to me than any place I've ever been.
Angela N. Blount (Once Upon an Ever After (Once Upon a Road Trip #2))
I don't think we have any alternative other than remaining optimistic. Optimism is an absolute necessity, even if it's only optimism of the will, as Gramsci said, and pessimism of the intellect.
Angela Y. Davis (Freedom Is a Constant Struggle)
Language is power, life and the instrument of culture, the instrument of domination and liberation.
Angela Carter
Silence It has a sound, a fullness. It's heavy with sigh of tree, and space between breaths. It's ripe with pause between birdsong and crash of surf. It's golden they say. But no one tells us it's addictive.
Angela Long
Comedy is tragedy that happens to other people.
Angela Carter (Wise Children)
Like the wild beasts, she lives without a future. She inhabits only the present tense, a fugue of the continuous, a world of sensual immediacy as without hope as it is without despair.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Oh, Rusty, why did you let her in?" Angela said. "We could have just lain down on the floor until she went away. We could've had a nice floor nap." "Have you guys eaten?" Kami asked. "I'm starving." "Cooking is so much trouble," Rusty said mournfully. "You could order in," Kami suggested. "Delivery people are so annoying," Angela responded.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
She’s one too,” I say simply, mostly because I know Angela wanted to spring it on him herself, and it makes me feel better to ruin her plans. “And she’s crazy, obviously.” Christian nods, like this revelation comes as no surprise.
Cynthia Hand (Hallowed (Unearthly, #2))
There was an old adage that if you couldn't say anything nice, get the hell away before you said something very wrong.
Angela Marsons (Lost Girls (DI Kim Stone, #3))
Kai angelas atsisveikina su naujai gimusiuoju, jis paliečia pirštu jo veidą, kad atvykėlis į žemę neprisimintų dangaus. Štai kodėl tarp nosies ir viršutinės lūpos įspaustas griovelis.
Antanas Škėma (Balta drobulė)
It is far easier for a woman to lead a blameless life than it is for a man; all she has to do is to avoid sexual intercourse like the plague.
Angela Carter
I am for who i was in the beginning but now is present and i exist in the future.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
To be the object of desire is to be defined in the passive case. To exist in the passive case is to die in the passive case – that is, to be killed. This is the moral of the fairy tale about the perfect woman.
Angela Carter (The Sadeian Woman: And the Ideology of Pornography)
I try never to take myself for granted as somebody who should be out there speaking. Rather, I'm doing it only because I feel there's something important that needs to be conveyed.
Angela Y. Davis
He who searches for evil, must first look at his own reflection.
Confucius
They will be like shadows, they will be like wraiths, gray members of a congregation of nightmare; hark! his long wavering howl . . . an aria of fear made audible. The wolfsong is the sound of the rending you will suffer, in itself a murdering.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Our fingernails match our toenails, match our lipstick match our rouge...The habit of applying warpaint outlasts the battle.
Angela Carter (Wise Children)
I'll never give up. You have my heart, my soul, my everything. When you're ready, I'll be here." -Logan
Angela Graham (Inevitable (Harmony, #1))
Before he can become a wolf, the lycanthrope strips naked. If you spy a naked man among the pines, you must run as if the Devil were after you.
Angela Carter (Burning Your Boats: The Collected Short Stories)
...there are no shortcuts to excellence. Developing real expertise, figuring out really hard problems, it all takes time―longer than most people imagine....you've got to apply those skills and produce goods or services that are valuable to people....Grit is about working on something you care about so much that you're willing to stay loyal to it...it's doing what you love, but not just falling in love―staying in love.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: Passion, Perseverance, and the Science of Success)
I feel that if we don't take seriously the ways in which racism is embedded in structures of institutions, if we assume that there must be an identifiable racist who is the perpetrator, then we won't ever succeed in eradicating racism.
Angela Y. Davis (Freedom Is a Constant Struggle)
Without effort, your talent is nothing more than unmet potential. Without effort, your skill is nothing more than what you could have done but didn't.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
Yes, but the main thing is that greatness is doable. Greatness is many, many individual feats, and each of them is doable.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
The way you kiss, the way you sing. The way you tell me everything. Will you take my heart? i´m offering it to you...
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
He punched me in the face," Ash said, who understandably did not seem to find the situation humorous at all. "And then he yelled at me for sleeping with our personal trainer!" "I was told breakup scenes were a good way to distract people," Jared said with beautiful simplicity. "Ash looked so surprised," Holly said. "He had no idea what was going on. He said, 'I didn't sleep with our personal trainer! We don't even have a personal trainer!'" Angela and Holly giggled. Ash held the back of his hand to his bleeding mouth and glared. Jared was still grinning like a maniac. "In that case," he told Ash solemnly, "I will consider taking you back.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unspoken (The Lynburn Legacy, #1))
I believe that. But I want you to know something — when it comes to all this enemies nonsense, I’m out. I am a neutral country. I am Switzerland. I refuse to be affected by territorial disputes between mythical creatures. Jacob is family. You are . . . well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. I don’t care who’s a werewolf and who’s a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too.
Stephenie Meyer (Eclipse (The Twilight Saga, #3))
One person's greatest regret is another person's greatest memory.
Angela Lam
A free woman in an unfree society will be a monster.
Angela Carter (The Sadeian Woman: And the Ideology of Pornography)
I see her as a series of marvellous shapes formed at random in the kaleidoscope of desire.
Angela Carter (The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman)
His attentive treatment of her had nothing to do with the presumption that she was weak, and everything to do with the conviction that she was valuable.
Angela N. Blount (Once Upon a Road Trip (Once Upon a Road Trip, #1))
If the world were really right, humans would live life backward and do the first part last. They'd be all knowing in the beginning and innocent in the end...
Angela Johnson (The First Part Last (Heaven, #2))
And now—our love is so true, I won’t take a step without you. Thank God, you came. If you love me, please don’t ever let me go.
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
It isn't suffering that leads to hopelessness. It's suffering you think you can't control.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
I had the brief notion that his heart, pressed flat as a flower, crimson and thin as tissue paper, lay in this file. It was a very thin one.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Do you really love me? means, Will you accept me in process? Will you embrace what is different about me and applaud my efforts to become? Can I just be human---strong an vibrant some days, weak and frail on others?...Will you love me even when I disappoint you?...
Angela Thomas (Do You Think I'm Beautiful? the Question Every Woman Asks)
In many ways you can say that the prison serves as an institution that consolidates the state’s inability and refusal to address the most pressing social problems of this era.
Angela Y. Davis (Freedom Is a Constant Struggle: Ferguson, Palestine, and the Foundations of a Movement)
I have a feeling tomorrow will be better is different from I resolve to make tomorrow better.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
She stands and moves within the invisible pentacle of her own virginity. She is an unbroken egg: she is a sealed vessel; she has inside her a magic space the entrance to which is shut tight with a plug of membrane; she is a closed system; she does not know how to shiver.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Pregressive art can assist people to learn not only about the objective forces at work in the society in which they live, but also about the intensity social character of their interior lives. Ultimately, it can propel people toward social emancipation
Angela Y. Davis
You always make jokes about you looks," Angela said. "You really shouldn't. You're all right. You know, fairly fanciable." "I knew it!" "But not to me," Angela said. "Not ever. Not because of your looks, because you are half a ton of crazy in a a five-pound sack." "Ah, but is it a bodacious sack?
Sarah Rees Brennan (Untold (The Lynburn Legacy, #2))
The girl burst out laughing; she knew she was nobody's meat.
Angela Carter (The Company of Wolves)
At its core, the idea of purpose is the idea that what we do matters to people other than ourselves.
Angela Duckworth (Grit)
The clown may be the source of mirth, but - who shall make the clown laugh?
Angela Carter (Nights at the Circus)
There’s no use saying anything in the schoolyard because there’s always someone with an answer and there’s nothing you can do but punch them in the nose and if you were to punch everyone who has an answer you’d be punching morning noon and night.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
One beast and only one howls in the woods by night.
Angela Carter (Burning Your Boats: The Collected Short Stories)
One form of perseverance is the daily discipline of trying to do things better than we did yesterday. So,
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
Hi! My name is Bambi! I like kittens and puppies and throwing flaming balls of death at my enemies!
Angela Knight
most dazzling human achievements are, in fact, the aggregate of countless individual elements, each of which is, in a sense, ordinary.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
Her beauty is a symptom of her disorder, of her soullessness.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
They were connoisseurs of boredom. They savoured the various bouquets of the subtly differentiated boredoms which rose from the long, wasted hours at the dead end of night.
Angela Carter (Burning Your Boats: Collected Short Stories)
She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. She has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; she hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking.
Angela Carter (The Lady of the House of Love)
Angela had done a marvelous job, I tell you. The puke was everywhere except the toilet. The walls, the floor, the sinks - even on the ceiling, though don't ask me how she did that. So there I was, perched on all fours, cleaning up the puke at the homecoming dance in my best blue suit, which was exactly what I had wanted to avoid in the first place. And Jamie, my date, was on all fours, too, doing exactly the same thing.
Nicholas Sparks (A Walk to Remember)
For most of human history, 'literature,' both fiction and poetry, has been narrated, not written — heard, not read. So fairy tales, folk tales, stories from the oral tradition, are all of them the most vital connection we have with the imaginations of the ordinary men and women whose labor created our world.
Angela Carter
For hours, for days, for years, she had wandered endlessly within herself but never met anybody, nobody.
Angela Carter (The Passion of New Eve)
Whenever you conceptualize social justice struggles, you will always defeat your own purposes if you cannot imagine the people around whom you are struggling as equal partners.
Angela Y. Davis (Freedom Is a Constant Struggle: Ferguson, Palestine, and the Foundations of a Movement)
Passion for your work is a little bit of discovery, followed by a lot of development, and then a lifetime of deepening.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
Stop reading so much and go think.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
She stood lost in eternity... watching the immense sky...
Angela Carter (The Magic Toyshop)
If we do not know how to meaningfully talk about racism, our actions will move in misleading directions.
Angela Y. Davis (Freedom Is a Constant Struggle)
Hey, Kami. I was wondering if I could get a dance with the best-looking girl in the room." "Sure," Kami said. "Go ask Angela. Take your life in your hands. I'll miss you and all, but I'm going to give her an alibi for the murder, because that's what best friends do.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Unmade (The Lynburn Legacy, #3))
And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and left behind a nascent patina of shining hairs. My earrings turned back to water and trickled down my shoulders; I shrugged the drops off my beautiful fur.
Angela Carter
He was a lovely man in many ways. But he kept on insisting on forgiving me when there was nothing to forgive.
Angela Carter (Wise Children)
Has anybody ever told you you're an evil woman?" -Reece "Who, me?" -Erin "Yes, you." -Reece "Li'l ole me?" -Erin "Sadistic goddess you, yes." -Reece "Do you want me to stop?" -Erin "Do you want me to hold you down and bang you like a screen door?" -Reece "Don't threaten the sadistic goddess, Reece." -Erin
Angela Knight
Everyone all right?" Angela nodded. Holly looked up and smiled too, her smile shakier and thus more real than Ash's. "I'm okay," she said. "I see you are too. I also see you have a weapon that is on fire." "I'm badass like that," Kami said, putting the branch down on the cobblestones.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Untold (The Lynburn Legacy, #2))
And from the coffin of your madness there is no escape.
Angela Carter (Nights at the Circus)
Perhaps people hate because it's more difficult to love. It also takes more courage to do the latter.
Primadonna Angela
I know that big people don't like questions from children. They can ask all the questions they like, How's school? Are you a good boy? Did you say your prayers? but if you ask them did they say their prayers you might be hit on the head.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
Anyway I don't think we can rely on governments, regardless of who is in power, to do the work that only mass movements can do.
Angela Y. Davis (Freedom Is a Constant Struggle)
No whining. No complaining. No excuses.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
This lack of imagination gives his heroism to the hero.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
I will vanish in the morning light; I was only an invention of darkness.
Angela Carter
For me . . .” the words seemed difficult for Alex to find, “getting to stay with you, to spend more time with you . . . to love you the way you should be loved, it’s all I live for.
Angela Corbett (Eternal Starling (Emblem of Eternity, #1))
Sad; so sad, those smoky-rose, smoky-mauve evenings of late autumn, sad enough to pierce the heart. The sun departs the sky in winding sheets of gaudy cloud; anguish enters the city, a sense of the bitterest regret, a nostalgia for things we never knew, anguish of the turn of the year, the time of impotent yearning, the inconsolable season.
Angela Carter (Saints and Strangers)
Your thin white face, chérie; he said, as if he saw it for the first time. Your thin white face, with its promise of debauchery only a connoisseur could detect.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
For all cats have this particularity, each and every one, from the meanest alley sneaker to the proudest, whitest she that ever graced a pontiff's pillow — we have our smiles, as it were, painted on. Those small, cool, quite Mona Lisa smiles that smile we must, no matter whether it's been fun or it's been not. So all cats have a politician's air; we smile and smile and so they think we're villains
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
I dare you to say I’m not ugly.
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
The poison dart hidden in the raisin tart. ...
Christopher Paolini (Eldest (The Inheritance Cycle, #2))
...grit grows as we figure out our life philosophy, learn to dust ourselves off after rejection and disappointment, and learn to tell the difference between low-level goals that should be abandoned quickly and higher-level goals that demand more tenacity. The maturation story is that we develop the capacity for long-term passion and perseverance as we get older.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: Passion, Perseverance, and the Science of Success)
The prison therefore functions ideologically as an abstract site into which undesirables are deposited, relieving us of the responsibility of thinking about the real issues afflicting those communities from which prisoners are drawn in such disproportionate numbers. This is the ideological work that the prison performs—it relieves us of the responsibility of seriously engaging with the problems of our society, especially those produced by racism and, increasingly, global capitalism.
Angela Y. Davis (Are Prisons Obsolete? (Open Media Series))
Well okay, that didn’t go so well, but I guess I will just carry on.’ 
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
...interests are not discovered through introspection. Instead, interests are triggered by interactions with the outside world. The process of interest discovery can be messy, serendipitous, and inefficient. This is because you can't really predict with certainty what will capture your attention and what won't...Without experimenting, you can't figure out which interests will stick, and which won't.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: Passion, Perseverance, and the Science of Success)
I already knew our “ever after” wouldn't always be happy or even comfortable―and clearly it couldn't be expected to go according to plan. Still, it was ours. And we were both determined enough to see it through to “the end.
Angela N. Blount (Once Upon an Ever After (Once Upon a Road Trip, #2))
I don't mind being second Beathie. As long as I'm last.
Angela Morrison (Sing Me to Sleep)
Three bricklayers are asked: “What are you doing?” The first says, “I am laying bricks.” The second says, “I am building a church.” And the third says, “I am building the house of God.” The first bricklayer has a job. The second has a career. The third has a calling.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
I would really like to have had the guts and the energy and so on to be able to write about, you know, people having battles with the DHSS. But I...I haven't. They're dull things. I mean, I'm an arty person. OK, I write overblown, purple, self-indulgent prose. So fucking what?
Angela Carter
She is so beautiful she is unnatural; her beauty is an abnormality, a deformity, for none of her features exhibit any of those touching imperfections that reconcile us to the imperfection of the human condition.
Angela Carter
To ride a bicycle is in itself some protection against superstitious fears, since the bicycle is the product of pure reason applied to motion. Geometry at the service of man! Give me two spheres and a straight line and I will show you how far I can take them. Voltaire himself might have invented the bicycle, since it contributes so much to man’s welfare and nothing at all to his bane. Beneficial to the health, it emits no harmful fumes and permits only the most decorous speeds. How can a bicycle ever be an implement of harm?
Angela Carter
If women allow themselves to be consoled for their culturally determined lack of access to the modes of intellectual debate by the invocation of hypothetical great goddesses, they are simply flattering themselves into submission (a technique often used on them by men). All the mythic versions of women, from the myth of the redeeming purity of the virgin to that of the healing, reconciliatory mother, are consolatory nonsenses; and consolatory nonsense seems to me a fair definition of myth, anyway. Mother goddesses are just as silly a notion as father gods. If a revival of the myths gives women emotional satisfaction, it does so at the price of obscuring the real conditions of life. This is why they were invented in the first place.
Angela Carter (The Sadeian Woman: And the Ideology of Pornography)
Angela could not be the bomber, not that sweet, pretty thing. Thing? Is that how she regarded that young woman, as a thing? And what had she ever said to her except "I hear you're getting married, Angela" or "How pretty you look, Angela." Had anyone asked her about her ideas, her hopes, her plans? If I had been treated like that I'd have used dynamite, not fireworks; no, I would have just walked out and kept right on going. But Angela was different.
Ellen Raskin (The Westing Game)
She sleeps. And now she wakes each day a little less. And, each day, takes less and less nourishment, as if grudging the least moment of wakefulness, for, from the movement under her eyelids, and the somnolent gestures of her hands and feet, it seems as if her dreams grow more urgent and intense, as if the life she lives in the closed world of dreams is now about to possess her utterly, as if her small, increasingly reluctant wakenings were an interpretation of some more vital existence, so she is loath to spend even those necessary moments of wakefulness with us, wakings strange as her sleepings. Her marvellous fate - a sleep more lifelike than the living, a dream which consumes the world. 'And, sir,' concluded Fevvers, in a voice that now took on the sombre, majestic tones of a great organ, 'we do believe . . . her dream will be the coming century. 'And, oh, God . . . how frequently she weeps!
Angela Carter (Nights at the Circus)
Everyone is familiar with the slogan "The personal is political" -- not only that what we experience on a personal level has profound political implications, but that our interior lives, our emotional lives are very much informed by ideology. We oftentimes do the work of the state in and through our interior lives. What we often assume belongs most intimately to ourselves and to our emotional life has been produced elsewhere and has been recruited to do the work of racism and repression.
Angela Y. Davis (Freedom Is a Constant Struggle)
His touch both consoles and devastates me; I feel my heart pulse, then wither, naked as a stone on the roaring mattress while the lovely, moony night slides through the window to dapple the flanks of this innocent who makes cages to keep the sweet birds in. Eat me, drink me; thirsty, cankered, goblin-ridden, I go back and back to him to have his fingers strip the tattered skin away and clothe me in his dress of water, this garment that drenches me, its slithering odour, its capacity for drowning.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
Haven't had your fill of interesting events?" "Never. They are the spice of life." She held up her half-finished hat. "How do you like it?" "It's nice. The blue is pretty. But what do the runes say?" "Raxacori-Oh, never mind. It wouldn't mean a thing to you anyway. Safe travels to you and Saphira, Eragon. And remember to watch out for earwigs and wild hamsters.  Ferocious things, wild hamsters." 
Christopher Paolini (Inheritance (The Inheritance Cycle, #4))
We have inherited a fear of memories of slavery. It is as if to remember and acknowledge slavery would amount to our being consumed by it. As a matter of fact, in the popular black imagination, it is easier for us to construct ourselves as children of Africa, as the sons and daughters of kings and queens, and thereby ignore the Middle Passage and centuries of enforced servitude in the Americas. Although some of us might indeed be the descendants of African royalty, most of us are probably descendants of their subjects, the daughters and sons of African peasants or workers.
Angela Y. Davis
As soon as possible, experts hungrily seek feedback on how they did. Necessarily, much of that feedback is negative. This means that experts are more interested in what they did wrong—so they can fix it—than what they did right. The active processing of this feedback is as essential as its immediacy.
Angela Duckworth (Grit)
That’s the thing. I’ve never met anyone like you, Tess. You think you’re a no one? You’re so wrong. So wrong. You stand in a room with all the Angelas, even the Ellies. None of them can compare to you. I remember when you started working at the Onslow, I couldn’t keep my eyes off you. You were so terrified. You weren’t full of yourself like other girls. Every time you walked into the bar, you were like a breath of fresh air. Even when Angela was a bitch to you, you rose above it. You made me see the difference in people. You’re not a nobody, Tess, you’re a somebody.
C.J. Duggan (The Boys of Summer (Summer, #1))
I know I had no right to do this to you, but if you ask me if I regret it, I will answer you no. If you ask me if I’d do it again, I’d say yes. I would do it again and again and again. There is a darkness in me that lives and breathes just like yours, except it’s motivated by love, and not by pain.
Angela Richardson (All the Pieces (Pieces of Lies, #3))
He says, you have to study and learn so that you can make up your own mind about history and everything else but you can’t make up an empty mind. Stock your mind, stock your mind. It is your house of treasure and no one in the world can interfere with it. If you won the Irish Sweepstakes and bought a house that needed furniture would you fill it with bits and pieces of rubbish? Your mind is your house and if you fill it with rubbish from the cinemas it will rot in your head. You might be poor, your shoes might be broken, but your mind is a palace.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
You never know when you might come home and find Mam sitting by the fire chatting with a woman and a child, strangers. Always a woman and child. Mam finds them wandering the streets and if they ask, Could you spare a few pennies, miss? her heart breaks. She never has money so she invites them home for tea and a bit of fried bread and if it's a bad night she'll let them sleep by the fire on a pile of rags in the corner. The bread she gives them always means less for us and if we complain she says there are always people worse off and we can surely spare a little from what we have.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
Some other facts I picked up: Welsh is an actual, currently used language and our next-door neighbours Angela and Gaenor spoke it. It sounds like Wizard. Baked beans are very popular in England. For breakfast. On toast. On baked potatoes. They can't get enough. "American History" is not a subject everywhere. England and Britain and the United Kingdom are not the same thing. England is the country. Britain is the island containing England, Scotland, and Wales. The United Kingdom is the formal designation of England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland as a political entity. If you mess this up, you will be corrected. Repeatedly.
Maureen Johnson (The Name of the Star (Shades of London, #1))
The questions that I ask myself, I think they're very much to do with reality. I would really like to have had the guts and the energy and so on to be able to write about, you know, people having battles with the DHSS. But I...I haven't. They're dull things. I mean, I'm an arty person. OK, I write overblown, purple, self-indulgent prose. So fucking what?
Angela Carter
Wow, Angela and Holly,” Ash said, sounding awed. “Hot.” “Excuse me, what is wrong with you?” Kami demanded. “Other people’s sexuality is not your spectator sport.” Ash paused. “Of course,” he said. “But—” “No!” Kami exclaimed. “No buts. That’s my best friend you’re talking about. Your first reaction should not be ‘Hot.’ ” “It’s not an insult,” Ash protested. “Oh, okay,” Kami said. “In that case, you’re going to give me a minute. I’m picturing you and Jared. Naked. Entwined.” There was a pause. Then Jared said, “He is probably my half brother, you know.” “I don’t care,” Kami informed him. “All you are to me are sex objects that I choose to imagine bashing together at random. Oh, there you go again, look at that, nothing but Lynburn skin as far as the mind’s eye can see. Masculine groans fill the air, husky and..." "Stop it," Ash said in a faint voice. "That isn't fair.
Sarah Rees Brennan (Untold (The Lynburn Legacy, #2))
You have to study and learn so that you can make up your own mind. Stock your mind, stock your mind. It is your house of treasure and no one in the world can interfere with it. If you won the Irish Sweepstakes and bought a house that needed furniture would you fill it with bits and pieces of rubbish? Your mind is your house and if you fill it with rubbish from the cinemas, it will rot in your head. You might be poor, your shoes might be broken, but your mind is a palace.
Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes (Frank McCourt, #1))
His eyes were warm as he gazed at me. “I would do anything for you, don’t ever forget that.” Emil moved closer, gently tucking the rose behind my ear. The floral scent perfumed every breath I took as Emil brushed his thumb lightly over my lips. “Evie, I lost you once, I won’t lose you again. Even if it takes a thousand years to earn your trust and win you back, I’ll do it. You’re the only person in my life who matters. You’re the only person who ever has. I love you. Emil
Angela Corbett (Eternal Starling (Emblem of Eternity, #1))
What’s your name?’ he asked. ‘Wendy Moira Angela Darling,’ she replied with some satisfaction. ‘What is your name?’ ‘Peter Pan.’ She was already sure that he must be Peter, but it did seem a comparatively short name. ‘Is that all?’ ‘Yes,’ he said rather sharply. He felt for the first time that it was a shortish name. ‘I’m so sorry,’ said Wendy Moira Angela. ‘It doesn’t matter,’ Peter gulped. She asked where he lived. ‘Second to the right,’ said Peter, ‘and then straight on till morning.’ ‘What a funny address!’ Peter had a sinking feeling. For the first time he felt that perhaps it was a funny address. “A moment after the fairy’s entrance the window was blow open by the breathing of the little stars, and Peter dropped in.
J.M. Barrie (Peter Pan)
A woman of color formation might decide to work around immigration issues. This political commitment is not based on the specific histories of racialized communities or its constituent members, but rather constructs an agenda agreed upon by all who are a part of it. In my opinion, the most exciting potential of women of color formations resides in the possibility of politicizing this identity – basing the identity on politics rather than the politics on identity.
Angela Y. Davis
Staying on the treadmill is one thing, and I do think it’s related to staying true to our commitments even when we’re not comfortable. But getting back on the treadmill the next day, eager to try again, is in my view even more reflective of grit. Because when you don’t come back the next day—when you permanently turn your back on a commitment—your effort plummets to zero. As a consequence, your skills stop improving, and at the same time, you stop producing anything with whatever skills you have.
Angela Duckworth (Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance)
So I suppose I do not know how he really looked, and, in fact, I suppose I shall never know, now, for he was plainly an object created in the mode of fantasy. His image was already present somewhere in my head and I was seeking to discover it in actuality, looking at every face I met in case it was the right face - that is, the face which corresponded to my notion of the unseen face of the one I should love, a face created parthenogeneticallyby the rage to love which consumed me.
Angela Carter (Burning Your Boats: Collected Short Stories)
One of the reasons that so many people of color and poor people are in prison is that the deindustrialization of the economy has led to the creation of new economies and the expansion of some old ones – I have already mentioned the drug trade and the market for sexual services. At the same time, though, there are any number of communities that more than welcome prisons as a source of employment. Communities even compete with one another to be the site where new prisons will be constructed because prisons create a significant number of relatively good jobs for their residents
Angela Y. Davis
And, ah! his castle. The faery solitude of the place, with its turrets of mistly blue, its courtyard, its spiked gate, his castle that lay on the very bosom of the sea with seabirds mewing about its attics, the casements opening onto the green and purple, evanescent departures of the ocean, cut off by the tide from land for half a day . . . that castle, at home neither on the land nor on the water, a mysterious, amphibious place, contravening the materiality of both earth and waves, with the melancholy of a mermaiden who perches on her rocks and waits, endlessly, for a lover who had drowned far away, long ago. That lovely, sad, sea-siren of a place.
Angela Carter (The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories)
His contagious conviction that our love was unique and desperate infected me with an anxious sickness; soon we would learn to treat one another with the circumspect tenderness of comrades who are amputees, for we were surrounded by the most moving images of evanesecence, fireworks, morning glories, the old, children. But the most moving of these images were the intagible relfections of ourselves we saw in one another's eyes, reflections of nothing but appearances, in a city dedicated to seeming, and, try as we might to possess the essence of each other's otherness, we would inevitably fail.
Angela Carter
What can we learn from women like Gertrude "Ma" Rainey, Bessie Smith, and Billie Holiday that we may not be able to learn from Ida B. Wells, Anna Julia Cooper, and Mary Church Terrell? If we were beginning to appreciate the blasphemies of fictionalized blues women - especially their outrageous politics of sexuality - and the knowledge that might be gleaned from their lives about the possibilities of transforming gender relations within black communities, perhaps we also could benefit from a look at the artistic contributions of the original blues women.
Angela Y. Davis
Outside the window, there slides past that unimaginable and deserted vastness where night is coming on, the sun declining in ghastly blood-streaked splendour like a public execution across, it would seem, half a continent, where live only bears and shooting stars and the wolves who lap congealing ice from water that holds within it the entire sky. All white with snow as if under dustsheets, as if laid away eternally as soon as brought back from the shop, never to be used or touched. Horrors! And, as on a cyclorama, this unnatural spectacle rolls past at twenty-odd miles an hour in a tidy frame of lace curtains only a little the worse for soot and drapes of a heavy velvet of dark, dusty blue.
Angela Carter (Nights at the Circus)
The prison has become a black hole into which the detritus of contemporary capitalism is deposited. Mass imprisonment generates profits as it devours social wealth, and thus it tends to reproduce the very conditions that lead people to prison. There are thus real and often quite complicated connections between the deindustrialization of the economy—a process that reached its peak during the 1980s—and the rise of mass imprisonment, which also began to spiral during the Reagan-Bush era. However, the demand for more prisons was represented to the public in simplistic terms. More prisons were needed because there was more crime. Yet many scholars have demonstrated that by the time the prison construction boom began, official crime statistics were already falling.
Angela Y. Davis (Are Prisons Obsolete? (Open Media Series))