Wolf Quotes

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When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.
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George R.R. Martin (A Game of Thrones (A Song of Ice and Fire, #1))
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I read like a wolf eats. I read myself to sleep every night.
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Gary Paulsen
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The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
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Jack London (White Fang)
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Make your mistakes, take your chances, look silly, but keep on going. Don’t freeze up.
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Thomas Wolfe (You Can't Go Home Again)
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It is the absence of facts that frightens people: the gap you open, into which they pour their fears, fantasies, desires.
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Hilary Mantel (Wolf Hall)
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Some of these things are true and some of them lies. But they are all good stories.
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Hilary Mantel (Wolf Hall)
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You never realize how much of your background is sewn into the lining of your clothes.
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Tom Wolfe
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I have to see a thing a thousand times before I see it once.
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Thomas Wolfe (You Can't Go Home Again)
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It is useless for the sheep to pass resolutions in favor of vegetarianism, while the wolf remains of a different opinion.
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William Ralph Inge
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I said uselessly, "Sam, don't go." Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. "These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it's me. Please.
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Maggie Stiefvater (Shiver (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #1))
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Remember that you are a wolf. And you cannot be caged.
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Sarah J. Maas (A Court of Wings and Ruin (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3))
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Between killing and dying there's a third way: live
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Christa Wolf (Kassandra)
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If only, if only," the woodpecker sighs, "The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies." While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, Crying to the moo-oo-oon, "If only, If only.
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Louis Sachar (Holes (Holes, #1))
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I knew they would kill me when they found out, but…” He struggled for words, releasing a sharp breath. β€œI think I realized that I would rather die because I betrayed them, than live because I betrayed you.
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
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A fight is going on inside me," said an old man to his son. "It is a terrible fight between two wolves. One wolf is evil. He is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other wolf is good. he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you." The son thought about it for a minute and then asked, "Which wolf will win?" The old man replied simply, "The one you feed.
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Wendy Mass (Jeremy Fink and the Meaning of Life)
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I was not prey any longer, I decided as I eased up to that door. And I was not a mouse. I was a wolf.
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Sarah J. Maas (A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2))
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Scarlet and Wolf are saying gushy things in the galley," Iko said. "Normally I like gushy things, but its different when its real people. I prefer the net dramas.
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
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Why be the sheep when you can be the wolf?
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R.L. LaFevers (Grave Mercy (His Fair Assassin, #1))
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But you're the only one, Scarlet. You'll always be the only one.
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
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A man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly tame a wolf.
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George R.R. Martin (A Dance with Dragons (A Song of Ice and Fire, #5))
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Literature was not born the day when a boy crying "wolf, wolf" came running out of the Neanderthal valley with a big gray wolf at his heels; literature was born on the day when a boy came crying "wolf, wolf" and there was no wolf behind him.
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Vladimir Nabokov (Lectures on Literature)
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For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.
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Rudyard Kipling (The Jungle Book)
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Women who love themselves are threatening; but men who love real women, more so.
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
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Like crying wolf, if you keep looking for sympathy as a justification for your actions, you will someday be left standing alone when you really need help.
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Criss Jami (Killosophy)
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You’re in my every breath and every thought, intertwined so deep inside me that love’s not a strong enough wordβ€”you have my devotion, your name branded on my soul, my wolf yours to command. A hundred years? It’ll never be enough. I want eternity.
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Nalini Singh (Kiss of Snow (Psy-Changeling, #10))
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So I was right, wasn't I? It's still you, even in wolf form.' He grunted. No sudden uncontrollable urges to go kill something?' He rolled his eyes. Hey, you're the one who was worried.' I paused. 'And I don't smell like dinner, right?' I got a real look for that one. Just covering all the bases.
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Kelley Armstrong (The Reckoning (Darkest Powers, #3))
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We are all vainer of our luck than of our merits.
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Rex Stout (The Rubber Band (Nero Wolfe, #3))
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Fear isn't so difficult to understand. After all, weren't we all frightened as children? Nothing has changed since Little Red Riding Hood faced the big bad wolf. What frightens us today is exactly the same sort of thing that frightened us yesterday. It's just a different wolf. This fright complex is rooted in every individual.
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Alfred Hitchcock
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Some days I am more wolf than woman, and I am still learning how to stop apologizing for my wild.
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Nikita Gill
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He wipes his hand on his shirt. What? Did I drool on you?" A little." You're a wolf. You should be used to drool." That's low.
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Carrie Jones (Need (Need, #1))
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A cult is a religion with no political power.
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Tom Wolfe
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She did not know that the wolf was a wicked sort of animal, and she was not afraid of him.
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
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I can’t believe I didn’t see him for what he was from the beginning: a wolf in sheep’s clothing. And now I’m the sheep pretending to be a wolf.
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Victoria Aveyard (Red Queen (Red Queen, #1))
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It's all right," said Wolf. "You loved her. I would feel the same if someone wanted to erase Scarlet's identity and give it to Levana's army. Scarlet stiffened, heat rushing into her cheeks. He certainly wasn't insinuating . . . "Aaaaw," squealed Iko. "Did Wolf just say that he loves Scarlet? That's so cute!" Scarlet cringed. "He did not--that wasn't--" She balled her fists against her sides. "Can we get back to these soldiers that are being rounded up, please?" "Is she blushing? She sounds like she's blushing." "She's blushing," Thorne confirmed, shuffling the cards. "Actually, Wolf is also looking a little flustered--
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Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
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Alright then, I guess that’s settled,” Lilly said, then she turned to Fane, β€œLay a paw on my little girl and you will be a three legged Lassie, got it?” Fane winced and then asked, β€œYou both do realize I’m a wolf not a dog right?
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Quinn Loftis (Prince of Wolves (The Grey Wolves, #1))
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I think it's fair rude to make him a tree and not know what kind he is.
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Tamora Pierce (Wolf-Speaker (Immortals, #2))
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He froze, becoming stone still. As the hover climbed the hill to the palace, his shoulders sank, and he returned his gaze to the window. "She's my alpha," he murmured, with a haunting sadness in his voice. Alpha. Cress leaned forward, propping her elbows on her knees, "Like the star?" "What star?" She stiffened, instantly embarrassed, and scooted back from him again. "Oh. Um. In a constellation, the brightest star is called the alpha. I thought maybe you meant that she's...like...your brightest star." Looking away, she knotted her hands in her lap, aware that she was blushing furiously now and this beast of a man was about to realize what an over-romantic sap she was. But instead of sneering or laughing, Wolf sighed, "Yes," he said, his gaze climbing up to the full moon that had emerged in the blue evening sky. "Exactly like that.
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Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
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Which is worse? the wolf who cries before eating the lamb or the wolf who does not.
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Leo Tolstoy
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We met less than a week ago and in that time I've done nothing but lie and cheat and betray you. I know. But if you give me a chance...all I want is to protect you. To be near you. For as long as I'm able.
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
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He then put both hands on the door on either side of my head and leaned in close, pinning me against it. I trembled like a downy rabbit caught in the clutches of a wolf. The wolf came closer. He bent his head and began nuzzling my cheek. The problem was…I wanted the wolf to devour me.
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Colleen Houck (Tiger's Curse (The Tiger Saga, #1))
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Ari felt like, Hellooo, I have wings! I turn into a wolf! Blending is out is out of the question!
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James Patterson (School's Outβ€”Forever (Maximum Ride, #2))
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When the lambs is lost in the mountain, he said. They is cry. Sometime come the mother. Sometime the wolf.
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Cormac McCarthy (Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West)
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Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!
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Humbert Wolfe
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Knees suddenly weak, she reached for his forearms to stabilize herself. β€œYou came for me.” He beamed, looking for all the world like a selfless, daring hero. β€œDon’t sound so surprised.” Dropping the cane, he pulled her into a crushing embrace that tore her away from Wolf and lifted her clean off the floor. β€œIt turns out you are worth a lot of money on the black market.
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Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
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There's nothing wild about me. I'm a solid middle-aged man." "Except that once a month you turn into a wolf and go tearing around slaughtering things," Clary said. "It could be worse," Luke said. "Men my age have been known to purchase expensive sports cars and sleep with supermodels.
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Cassandra Clare (City of Ashes (The Mortal Instruments, #2))
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She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds.
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Sarah J. Maas (Queen of Shadows (Throne of Glass, #4))
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I'm not dangerous at all I never hurt Grandpa or Sue or Billy. I love humans. And wolf-people like my Jacob."Renesmee dropped Edward's hand to reach back and pat Jacob's arm.
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Stephenie Meyer (Breaking Dawn (Twilight, #4))
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A culture fixated on female thinness is not an obsession about female beauty, but an obsession about female obedience. Dieting is the most potent political sedative in women’s history; a quietly mad population is a tractable one.
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
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Everybody needs his memories. They keep the wolf of insignificance from the door.
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Saul Bellow
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What's that supposed to mean? A wolf's head on a stick. Big wolf barbecue tonight? Bring your own wolf?
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Eoin Colfer (The Lost Colony (Artemis Fowl, #5))
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Oh, but you must travel through those woods again and again... said a shadow at the window... and you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time... But the wolf... the wolf only needs enough luck to find you once.
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Emily Carroll (Through the Woods)
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We have doomed the wolf not for what it is, but for what we deliberately and mistakenly perceive it to be –the mythologized epitome of a savage ruthless killer – which is, in reality, no more than a reflected image of ourself.
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Farley Mowat (Never Cry Wolf: The Amazing True Story of Life Among Arctic Wolves)
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Sometimes I have the urge to conquer large parts of Europe.
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Patricia Briggs (Cry Wolf (Alpha & Omega, #1))
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Hold it. You know what I'd like to see? I'd like to see the three bears eat the three little pigs, and then the bears join up with the big bad wolf and eat Goldilocks and Little Red Riding Hood! Tell me a story like that, OK?
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Bill Watterson (The Complete Calvin and Hobbes)
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She wondered that hope was so much harder then despair.
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Patricia Briggs (Cry Wolf (Alpha & Omega, #1))
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CHORONZON: I am a dire wolf, prey-stalking, lethal prowler. MORPHEUS: I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing. CHORONZON: I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing. MORPHEUS: I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged. CHORONZON: I am a snake, spider-devouring, posion-toothed. MORPHEUS: I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy-footed. CHORONZON: I am an anthrax, butcher bacterium, warm-life destroying. MORPHEUS: I am a world, space-floating, life-nurturing. CHORONZON: I am a nova, all-exploding... planet-cremating. MORPHEUS: I am the Universe -- all things encompassing, all life embracing. CHORONZON: I am Anti-Life, the Beast of Judgment. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds... of everything. Sss. And what will you be then, Dreamlord? MORPHEUS: I am hope.
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Neil Gaiman (Preludes & Nocturnes (The Sandman, #1))
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Mercy is not a proper Indian name."..........."Rash Coyote Who Runs With Wolf. We could shorten it to Dinner Woman.
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Patricia Briggs (River Marked (Mercy Thompson, #6))
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As the joke goes, you don’t have to be faster than the wolf chasing you, just faster than everyone else running away.
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Kim Harrison (A Fistful of Charms (The Hollows, #4))
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Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice. Some are made of witchcraft and wolf and a little bit of vice.
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Nikita Gill
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What happened to the alpha-wolf?" "LEGOs." "Legos?" It sounded Greek but I couldn't recall anything mythological with that name. Wasn't it an island? "He was carrying a load of laundry into the basement and tripped on the old set of LEGOs his kids left on the stairs. Broke two ribs and an ankle.
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Ilona Andrews (Magic Bites (Kate Daniels, #1))
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Beauty provokes harassment, the law says, but it looks through men's eyes when deciding what provokes it.
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
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Roses. Wolf mutts. Tributes. Frosted Dolphins. Friends. Mockingjays. Stylists. Me. Everything screams in my dreams tonight.
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Suzanne Collins (Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, #3))
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There is no spectacle on earth more appealing than that of a beautiful woman in the act of cooking dinner for someone she loves.
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Thomas Wolfe
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If only, if only, the moon speaks no reply; Reflecting the sun and all that's gone by. Be strong my weary wolf, turn around boldly. Fly high, my baby bird, My angel, my only
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Louis Sachar (Holes (Holes, #1))
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Stories have changed, my dear boy,” the man in the grey suit says, his voice almost imperceptibly sad. β€œThere are no more battles between good and evil, no monsters to slay, no maidens in need of rescue. Most maidens are perfectly capable of rescuing themselves in my experience, at least the ones worth something, in any case. There are no longer simple tales with quests and beasts and happy endings. The quests lack clarity of goal or path. The beasts take different forms and are difficult to recognize for what they are. And there are never really endings, happy or otherwise. Things keep overlapping and blur, your story is part of your sister’s story is part of many other stories, and there in no telling where any of them may lead. Good and evil are a great deal more complex than a princess and a dragon, or a wolf and a scarlet-clad little girl. And is not the dragon the hero of his own story? Is not the wolf simply acting as a wolf should act? Though perhaps it is a singular wolf who goes to such lengths as to dress as a grandmother to toy with its prey.
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Erin Morgenstern (The Night Circus)
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You used nunchucks on a moose?" Wolfe got a haunted look in his eyes. "I used all sorts of things on that bastard.
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Richelle Mead (The Golden Lily (Bloodlines, #2))
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The wolf said, "You know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone." Red Riding Hood said, "I find your sexist remark offensive in the extreme, but I will ignore it because of your traditional status as an outcast from society, the stress of which has caused you to develop your own, entirely valid, worldview. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be on my way.
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James Finn Garner (Politically Correct Bedtime Stories)
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Amusement touched the corner of his lips. "Animals love me." "Oh, I'm sure they do," Scarlet said, beaming with fake encouragement. She shut the door before muttering, "What farm animals don't love a wolf?
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
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A healthy woman is much like a wolf: robust, chock-full, strong life force, life-giving, territorially aware, inventive, loyal, roving.
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Clarissa Pinkola EstΓ©s
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All witches are selfish, the Queen had said. But Tiffany’s Third Thoughts said: Then turn selfishness into a weapon! Make all things yours! Make other lives and dreams and hopes yours! Protect them! Save them! Bring them into the sheepfold! Walk the gale for them! Keep away the wolf! My dreams! My brother! My family! My land! My world! How dare you try to take these things, because they are mine! I have a duty!
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Terry Pratchett (The Wee Free Men (Discworld, #30; Tiffany Aching, #1))
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All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel. All of them? Sure, he says. Think about it. There's escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, capturing the wolves, taming the wolves. Being thrown to the wolves, or throwing others to the wolves so the wolves will eat them instead of you. Running with the wolf pack. Turning into a wolf. Best of all, turning into the head wolf. No other decent stories exist.
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Margaret Atwood
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I believe you have my umbrella" he says, almost out of breath but wearing a grin that has too much wolf in it to be properly sheepish.
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Erin Morgenstern (The Night Circus)
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She offered herself to the big, bad wolf and didn't scream when he took the first bite.
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Laurie Halse Anderson (Wintergirls)
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Wolf, are you asking me to be ... your alpha female?" He hesitated. Scarlet couldn't help it - she burst into laughter. "Oh - I'm sorry. That was mean. I know I shouldn't tease you about this." Still grinning, she made to retract her hand, but he was suddenly gripping it, refusing to relinquish the touch. "You just look so scared, like I'm going to disappear any minute. We're stuck on a spaceship, Wolf. I'm not going anywhere." His lips twitched, his nervousness beginning to ease away, though his hand stayed tense over hers. "Alpha female," he murmured. "I sort of like that." Beaming, Scarlet gave a mild shrug. "It could grow on me.
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
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The price of being a sheep is boredom. The price of being a wolf is loneliness. Choose one or the other with great care.
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Hugh MacLeod
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Do all of you think we have fleas?" Decebel asked as he looked at Jen and Sally. "I think we just make an assumption because of the hair and what not, that you, ya know, might have a problem with the little buggers when you in your wolf form.
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Quinn Loftis (Blood Rites (The Grey Wolves, #2))
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So. Tell me, little wolf. Do you want to punish those who have wronged you?
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Marie Lu (The Young Elites (The Young Elites, #1))
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I thought it was supposed to be impossible to sneak up on you. Eyes of a hawk and ears of a wolf and all.
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Kristin Cashore (Graceling (Graceling Realm, #1))
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What I told you about saving people isn't true. You might think it is, because you might want someone else to save you, or you might want to save someone so badly. But no one else can save you, not really. Not from yourself. [...] You fall asleep in the foothills, and the wolf comes down from the mountains. And you hope someone will wake you up. Or chase it off. Or shoot it dead. But when you realize that the wolf is inside you, that's when you know. You can't run from it. And no one who loves you can kill the wolf, because it's part of you. They see your face on it. And they won't fire the shot.
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Ava Dellaira (Love Letters to the Dead)
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If a wolf attacks his sheep, the shepard kills the wolf, but he eats the sheep when he's hungry.
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Charlie Higson (The Enemy (The Enemy, #1))
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There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. This ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame; it comes to the soldier, war-mad in a stricken field and refusing quarter; and it came to Buck, leading the pack, sounding the old wolf-cry, straining after the food that was alive and that fled swiftly before him through the moonlight.
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Jack London (The Call of the Wild)
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Avoiding a bathtub because your parents tried to kill you in one isn't the same as avoiding your entire life by becoming a wolf.
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Maggie Stiefvater (Linger (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #2))
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Only the mountain has lived long enough to listen objectively to the howl of the wolf.
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Aldo Leopold
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I came to think that maybe God was what you believed in because you needed to feel you weren’t alone. Maybe God was simply that part of yourself that was always there and always strong, even when you were not.
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Augusten Burroughs (A Wolf at the Table)
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He's going macho again," Dev says, totally nonchalantly, while he unlocks the door. He's always going macho," Is adds. "It must be the wolf thing." I am not going macho. I am always macho," Nick says.
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Carrie Jones (Captivate (Need, #2))
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The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence.
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Thomas Wolfe
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One belongs to New York instantly, one belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years.
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Tom Wolfe
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But allow Riley to boss him around? Multiply "hell, no" by "dream on" and divide by "suck it," and the answer was "the wolf could bite the big one.
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Gena Showalter (Unraveled (Intertwined, #2))
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I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself. I take the words. I scatter them ... in time, and space. A message to lead myself here.
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Russell T. Davies
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I know how you guys feel about us. I'm not stupid, and believe me, I've tried to get you out of my head. But there isn't enough liquor or art or any other distraction in the world to do it. I had to stop going to Wolfe's because it was too hard being that close to you, even if it was all just pretend fighting. I couldn't stand the touching. It was agonizing because it meant something to me-and I knew it meant nothing to you. I kept telling myself to stay away altogether, and then I'd find excuses… like the car… anything to be around you again.
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Richelle Mead (The Golden Lily (Bloodlines, #2))
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I was trying to decide if you still had free will as a wolf. If I was a terrible person for planning to drug my girlfriend and drag her back to my house to keep in the basement.
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Maggie Stiefvater (Forever (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #3))
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Her mind emptied of everything but the gusting wind and how fragile Wolf looked in that heartbeat, like one movement could break him open.
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
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This is the story of a boy who used to be a wolf, and a girl who became one
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Maggie Stiefvater (Linger (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #2))
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Are you going to wolf out and eat me now?" "Certainly not, you'd be stringy and hard to digest." "But kosher." "I'll be sure to point any Jewish lycanthropes in your direction.
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Cassandra Clare (City of Ashes (The Mortal Instruments, #2))
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Everybody, everybody everywhere, has his own movie going, his own scenario, and everybody is acting his movie out like mad, only most people don’t know that is what they’re trapped by, their little script.
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Tom Wolfe (The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test)
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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.
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Angela Carter
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Scars are just a treasure map for pain you've buried too deep to remember.
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Jodi Picoult (Lone Wolf)
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A cultural fixation on female thinness is not an obsession about female beauty but an obsession about female obedience.
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Naomi Wolf
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A Mother who radiates self-love and self-acceptance actually VACCINATES her daughter against low self-esteem.
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Naomi Wolf
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Love wasn't forged by circumstance or changed by sorrow. It simply was. Fierce and free as the wolf within me.
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Andrea Cremer (Bloodrose (Nightshade #3; Nightshade World #6))
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And this is what happened, ands this is why the caribou and the wolf are one; for the caribou feeds the wolf, but it is the wolf that keeps the caribou strong.
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Farley Mowat
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She'll be back," Ranger said. "But not tonight." [Stephanie] "How'd you get her to leave?" "Told her I was gonna spend the next twelve hours ruining you for all other men, and so she might as well go home." I could feel the heat rush to my face. Ranger gave me the wolf smile. "I lied about it being tonight," he said.
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Janet Evanovich (Four to Score (Stephanie Plum, #4))
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You weren't afraid of me when I was Wolf," he said. "Why are you afraid of Nathan?" "He's got big feet!" "What?" An insulted-sounding arrroooo came from the other side of the door, a reminder that Wolves also had big ears.
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Anne Bishop (Written in Red (The Others, #1))
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Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back -- For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.
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Rudyard Kipling
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You can't go home again
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Thomas Wolfe
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My definition of good literature is that which can be read by an educated reader, and reread with increased pleasure.
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Gene Wolfe
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'I killed their pack leader,' Sevro says when I ask why the wolves follow him. He looks me up and down and flashes me an impish grin from beneath the wolf pelt. 'Don't worry, I wouldn't fit in your skin.'
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Pierce Brown (Red Rising (Red Rising Saga, #1))
β€œ
Captain! To your left there’s a Lunar guard and on your right is a doctor who’s running tests on Lunars and I’m being held by one of Levana’s wolf hybrids and please be careful!” Thorne took a step back into the hallway a gun from his waistband. He spent a moment swiveling the barrel of the gun in each direction, but nobody moved to attack him. With some surprise, Cress realized that the operative’s grip had weakened. β€œEr…” Thorne furrowed his brow, aiming the gun somewhere near the window. β€œCould you describe all those threats again because I feel like I missed something.
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Marissa Meyer (Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3))
β€œ
My point is that I am going to figure this out, like I always do. First, we’re going to find a way to get into Artemisia. We’re going to find Cress and rescue Cinder and Wolf. We’re going to overthrow Levana, and by the stars above, we are going to make Cinder a queen so she can pay us a lot of money from her royal coffers and we can all retire very rich and very alive, got it?" Winter started to clap. "Brilliant speech. Such gumption and bravado." "And yet strangely lacking in any sort of actual strategy," said Scarlet. "Oh, good, I'm glad you noticed that too," said Iko. "I was worried my processor might be glitching.
”
”
Marissa Meyer (Winter (The Lunar Chronicles, #4))
β€œ
This is what I like about photographs. They're proof that once, even if just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.
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”
Jodi Picoult (Lone Wolf)
β€œ
All novels are fantasies. Some are more honest about it.
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Gene Wolfe
β€œ
Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life. ~ Bran
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Patricia Briggs (Cry Wolf (Alpha & Omega, #1))
β€œ
Once we were blobs in the sea, and then fishes, and then lizards and rats and then monkeys, and hundreds of things in between. This hand was once a fin, this hand once had claws! In my human mouth I have the pointy teeth of a wolf and the chisel teeth of a rabbit and the grinding teeth of a cow! Our blood is as salty as the sea we used to live in! When we're frightened, the hair on our skin stands up, just like it did when we had fur. We are history! Everything we've ever been on the way to becoming us, we still are. [...] I'm made up of the memories of my parents and my grandparents, all my ancestors. They're in the way I look, in the colour of my hair. And I'm made up of everyone I've ever met who's changed the way I think.
”
”
Terry Pratchett (A Hat Full of Sky (Discworld, #32; Tiffany Aching, #2))
β€œ
I would love to slap you right now, but I’m currently wielding a nine pound ball and I’m afraid that would be called murder.
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Sara Wolf (Lovely Vicious (Lovely Vicious, #1))
β€œ
I am going to make everything around me beautiful - that will be my life.
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”
Elsie De Wolfe
β€œ
To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst. Blessed are they who hunger and thirst. A strength that would die fighting, kicking, screaming, that wouldn't stop until the last breath had been wrung from its body. The will to take one's place in the world. To say 'I am here.' To say 'I am.
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”
O.R. Melling
β€œ
Who am I? the monster repeated, still roaring. I am the spine that the mountains hang upon! I am the tears that the rivers cry! I am the lungs that breathe the wind! I am the wolf that kills the stag, the hawk that kills the mouse, the spider that kills the fly! I am the stag, the mouse and the fly that are eaten! I am the snake of the world devouring its tail! I am everything untamed and untameable! It brought Conor up close to its eye. I am thils wild earth, come for you, Conor O'Malley. "You look like a tree," Conor said.
”
”
Patrick Ness (A Monster Calls)
β€œ
Those are the voices of my brothers, darling; I love the company of wolves.
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”
Angela Carter (Burning Your Boats: The Collected Short Stories)
β€œ
Grace: I picked up my sweater from the floor and crawled back into bed. Shoving my pillow aside, I balled up the sweater to use instead. I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face. It was almost like he was there.
”
”
Maggie Stiefvater (Shiver (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #1))
β€œ
What becomes of a man who acquires a beautiful woman, with her "beauty" his sole target? He sabotages himself. He has gained no friend, no ally, no mutual trust: She knows quite well why she has been chosen. He has succeeded in buying something: the esteem of other men who find such an acquisition impressive.
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”
Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
β€œ
I hate the way, once you start to know someone, care about them, their behavior can distress you, even when it's unreasonable and not your fault, even if you were really trying to be careful, tactful.
”
”
Tanith Lee (Wolf Star (Claidi Journals #2))
β€œ
His mate is the light that keeps that darkness at bay. She fills the hole that has been growing ever larger in his soul. When the bond is completed between mates, their very souls merge and the male will be able to leash the darker part of his nature and at last be at peace with his wolf.
”
”
Quinn Loftis (Blood Rites (The Grey Wolves, #2))
β€œ
Be pretty if you can, be witty if you must, but be gracious if it kills you.
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Elsie De Wolfe
β€œ
Maybe you're going insane." "Maybe," agreed Kernel. "I was joking." "I wasn't.
”
”
Darren Shan (Wolf Island (The Demonata, #8))
β€œ
If it would benefit you, I would kill every wolf here. But there are things that you need to do -- and interfering with that is not protecting, not in my book. The best way for me to protect you is to encourage you to be able to protect yourself.
”
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Patricia Briggs (Hunting Ground (Alpha & Omega, #2))
β€œ
People don't want other people to be people.
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Gene Wolfe (Shadow & Claw (The Book of the New Sun #1-2))
β€œ
For I conclude that the enemy is not lipstick, but guilt itself; that we deserve lipstick, if we want it, AND free speech; we deserve to be sexual AND serious--or whatever we please; we are entitled to wear cowboy boots to our own revolution.
”
”
Naomi Wolf
β€œ
The beauty myth is always actually prescribing behaviour and not appearance.
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”
Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
β€œ
It is all very well planning what you will do in six months, what you will do in a year, but it’s no good at all if you don’t have a plan for tomorrow.
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”
Hilary Mantel (Wolf Hall)
β€œ
She had never felt more alive than when she lay dying in Han Alister's arms.
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Cinda Williams Chima (The Gray Wolf Throne (Seven Realms, #3))
β€œ
I appear at times merry and in good heart, talk, too, before others quite reasonably, and it looks as if I felt, too, God knows how well within my skin. Yet the soul maintains its deathly sleep and the heart bleeds from a thousand wounds.
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”
Hugo Wolf
β€œ
The time will come when you will be forced to make a choice,” Hanalea said. β€œWhen that time comes, choose love.
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Cinda Williams Chima (The Gray Wolf Throne (Seven Realms, #3))
β€œ
She sighed, annoyed at her restlessness. β€œSo,” she said, disrupting Wolf in another backward glance. β€œWho would win in a fightβ€”you or a pack of wolves?” He frowned at her, all seriousness. β€œDepends,” he said, slowly, like he was trying to figure out her motive for asking. β€œHow big is the pack?” β€œI don’t know, what’s normal? Six?” β€œI could win against six,” he said. β€œAny more than that and it could be a close call.” Scarlet smirked. β€œYou’re not in danger of low self-esteem, at least.” β€œWhat do you mean?” β€œNothing at all.” She kicked a stone from their path. β€œHow about you and … a lion?” β€œA cat? Don’t insult me.” She laughed, the sound sharp and surprising. β€œHow about a bear?” β€œWhy, do you see one out there?” β€œNot yet, but I want to be prepared in case I have to rescue you.” The smile she’d been waiting for warmed his face, a glint of white teeth flashing. β€œI’m not sure. I’ve never had to fight a bear before.
”
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Marissa Meyer (Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2))
β€œ
It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.
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Markus Zusak (Fighting Ruben Wolfe (Wolfe Brothers, #2))
β€œ
Bran was stripping her futon down to the bare mattress when she entered her apartment. It was sort of like watching the president mowing the White House lawn or taking out the trash.
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Patricia Briggs (Cry Wolf (Alpha & Omega, #1))
β€œ
The Victorian woman became her ovaries, as today's woman has become her "beauty.
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”
Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
β€œ
She wins who calls herself beautiful and challenges the world to change to truly see her.
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”
Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
β€œ
Nobody enjoys the company of others as intensely as someone who usually avoids the company of others.
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”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana
β€œ
Man is born to live, to suffer, and to die, and what befalls him is a tragic lot. There is no denying this in the final end. But we must deny it all along the way.
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”
Thomas Wolfe
β€œ
Two students severely injured, you yourself covered in blood, a Reaper on the premises, a Fenrir wolf running around loose somewhere, and extensive property damage to the resort. Well?" Nickamedes snapped. "What do you have to say for yourself, Gwendolyn?" I thought for a second, then grinned at him. "I followed your directions exactly. I never set one foot outside the hotel.
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”
Jennifer Estep (Kiss of Frost (Mythos Academy, #2))
β€œ
Of the Seven Deadly Sins, anger is possibly the most fun. To lick your wounds, to smack your lips over grievances long past, to roll over your tongue the prospect of bitter confrontations still to come, to savor to the last toothsome morsel both the pain you are given and the pain you are giving back--in many ways it is a feast fit for a king. The chief drawback is that what you are wolfing down is yourself. The skeleton at the feast is you.
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”
Frederick Buechner
β€œ
Like a missing tooth, sometimes an absence is more noticeable than a presence.
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”
Jodi Picoult (Lone Wolf)
β€œ
Come! Come sit by me. It’s a nice bench. Nice and lovely on the butt.” β€œYou’re drunk.” β€œYeah, and you’re ugly, but do I complain about it? No! Because I don’t complain about things that I can’t change. That’s called intelligence.
”
”
Sara Wolf (Lovely Vicious (Lovely Vicious, #1))
β€œ
There's something different about you," he says. "I've started styling my hair differently," I laugh. "Oh. I thought it was that you were three feet taller, a hell of a lot broader, look like a werewolf, and are naked expect for that bit of cloth around your waist. But you're right - it's the hair.
”
”
Darren Shan (Wolf Island (The Demonata, #8))
β€œ
The first pair Opal and Amber are, Agate sings in B flat, the wolf avatar, A duet-solutio! - with Aquamarine. Mighty Emerald next, with the lovely Citrine. Number Eight is digestio, her stand is Jade fine. E major's the key of the Black Tourmaline, Sapphire sings in F major, and bright is her sheen. Then almost at once comes Diamond alone, Whose sign of the lion as Leo is known. Projectio! Time flows on, both present and past. Ruby red is the first and is also the last.
”
”
Kerstin Gier (Ruby Red (Precious Stone Trilogy, #1))
β€œ
I had to decide what I was going to do, and what I was going to be. I was standing there, waiting for someone to do something , till I realised the person I was waiting for was myself.
”
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Markus Zusak (Underdog (Wolfe Brothers, #1))
β€œ
These were the names she whispered in the dark. These were the pieces she brought back into place. These were the wolves she rode to war.
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”
Ryan Graudin (Wolf by Wolf (Wolf by Wolf, #1))
β€œ
I have lost everything, Han thought. Then he corrected himself. Every time I think I’ve lost everything, I find there’s still something else to lose.
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”
Cinda Williams Chima (The Gray Wolf Throne (Seven Realms, #3))
β€œ
It’s just like the one Scarlet had.” He flipped the gun in his palms, running his thumbs along the barrel. β€œShe shot me in the arm once.” This confession was said with as much tenderness as if Scarlet had given him a bouquet of wildflowers rather than a bullet wound. Cress and the others traded sorrowful looks.
”
”
Marissa Meyer (Winter (The Lunar Chronicles, #4))
β€œ
Being a mother is like trying to hold a wolf by the ears,” Gram said. β€œIf you have three or four –or more – chickabiddies, you’re dancing on a hot griddle all the time. You don’t have time to think about anything else. And if you’ve only got one or two, it’s almost harder. You have room left over – empty spaces that you think you’ve got to fill up.
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Sharon Creech (Walk Two Moons)
β€œ
I gave him a smile that I hoped was as dazzling as one of his. "I realized I'm in love." Marcus, startled, looked around as though he expected to see my object d'amour in the car with us. "And you just realized this? Did you just have some sort of vision?" "Didn't need to," I said, thinking of Wolfe's ill-fated trip to the Orkneys. "It's always been right in front of me.
”
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Richelle Mead (The Indigo Spell (Bloodlines, #3))
β€œ
The points are not the point; the point is poetry.
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”
Allan Wolf
β€œ
One day. I am going to marry you. I'll be generous and let you pick when, even if it's ten years from now. Or twenty. But one day, you are going to be my wife.
”
”
Sarah J. Maas (Empire of Storms (Throne of Glass, #5))
β€œ
Everybody is going to be what they are, and whatever they are, there's not going to be anything to apologize about.
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Tom Wolfe
β€œ
Sadly, the signals that allow men and women to find the partners who most please them are scrambled by the sexual insecurity initiated by beauty thinking. A woman who is self-conscious can't relax to let her sensuality come into play. If she is hungry she will be tense. If she is "done up" she will be on the alert for her reflection in his eyes. If she is ashamed of her body, its movement will be stilled. If she does not feel entitled to claim attention, she will not demand that airspace to shine in. If his field of vision has been boxed in by "beauty"--a box continually shrinking--he simply will not see her, his real love, standing right before him.
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
β€œ
You learn nothing about men by snubbing them and crushing their pride. You must ask them what it is they can do in this world, that they alone can do.
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Hilary Mantel (Wolf Hall)
β€œ
Something has spoken to me in the night...and told me that I shall die, I know not where. Saying: "[Death is] to lose the earth you know for greater knowing; to lose the life you have, for greater life; to leave the friends you loved, for greater loving; to find a land more kind than home, more large than earth.
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Thomas Wolfe (You Can't Go Home Again)
β€œ
It seems to me that in the orbit of our world you are the North Pole, I the South--so much in balance, in agreement--and yet... the whole world lies between.
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Thomas Wolfe (You Can't Go Home Again)
β€œ
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into the nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
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Thomas Wolfe (Look Homeward, Angel)
β€œ
If she know how strongly he felt, she'd have run out the door. He wasn't used to the possessive, or the savage joy she brought to his heart. It ate at his control, so he turned his attention to the music. He understood music.
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Patricia Briggs (Cry Wolf (Alpha & Omega, #1))
β€œ
This world . . . belongs to the strong, my friend! The ritual of our existence is based on the strong getting stronger by devouring the weak. We must face up to this. No more than right that it should be this way. We must learn to accept it as a law of the natural world. The rabbits accept their role in the ritual and recognize the wolf is the strong. In defense, the rabbit becomes sly and frightened and elusive and he digs holes and hides when the wolf is about. And he endures, he goes on. He knows his place. He most certainly doesn't challenge the wolf to combat. Now, would that be wise? Would it?
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Ken Kesey (One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest)
β€œ
Men are visually aroused by women's bodies and less sensitive to their arousal by women's personalities because they are trained early into that response, while women are less visually aroused and more emotionally aroused because that is their training. This asymmetry in sexual education maintains men's power in the myth: They look at women's bodies, evaluate, move on; their own bodies are not looked at, evaluated, and taken or passed over. But there is no "rock called gender" responsible for that; it can change so that real mutuality--an equal gaze, equal vulnerability, equal desire--brings heterosexual men and women together.
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
β€œ
To live in a culture in which women are routinely naked where men aren't is to learn inequality in little ways all day long. So even if we agree that sexual imagery is in fact a language, it is clearly one that is already heavily edited to protect men's sexual--and hence social--confidence while undermining that of women.
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
β€œ
A strong woman is a woman who craves love like oxygen or she turns blue choking. A strong woman is a woman who loves strongly and weeps strongly and is strongly terrified and has strong needs. A strong woman is strong in words, in action, in connection, in feeling; she is not strong as a stone but as a wolf suckling her young. Strength is not in her, but she enacts it as the wind fills a sail.
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Marge Piercy
β€œ
She has the blood of a wolf,” said Joffrey. β€œAnd you have the wits of a goose,” said Tyrion. β€œYou can’t talk to me that way. The king can do as he likes.” β€œAerys Targaryen did as he liked. Has you mother ever told you what happened to him?” Ser Boros Blount harrumphed. β€œNo man threatens His Grace in the presence of the Kingsguard.” Tyrion Lannister raised an eyebrow. β€œI am not threating the king, ser, I am educating my nephew. Bronn, Timett, the next time Ser Boros opens his mouth, kill him.” The dwarf smiled. β€œNow that was a threat, ser. See the difference?
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”
George R.R. Martin (A Clash of Kings (A Song of Ice and Fire, #2))
β€œ
Act as if! Act as if you're a wealthy man, rich already, and then you'll surely become rich. Act as if you have unmatched confidence and then people will surely have confidence in you. Act as if you have unmatched experience and then people will follow your advice. And act as if you are already a tremendous success, and as sure as I stand here today - you will become successful.
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”
Jordan Belfort (The Wolf of Wall Street (The Wolf of Wall Street, #1))
β€œ
Do not get distracted. Do not linger. You are a warrior, and warriors know when to pick their fights.' I nodded, our breath mingling. Rhys growled. 'They took what is ours. And we do not allow those crimes to go unpunished.' His power rippled and swirled around me. 'You do not fear,' Rhys breathed. 'You do not falter. You do not yield. You go in, you get her, and you come out again.' I nodded again, holding his stare. 'Remember that you are a wolf. And you cannot be caged.
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”
Sarah J. Maas (A Court of Wings and Ruin (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3))
β€œ
You can love her with everything you have and she still wont belong to you. She will run wild with you, beside you with everystep but let me tell you something about women who run with wolves, their fierce hearts dont settle between walls and their instinct is stronger than upbringing. Love her wild or leave her there.
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”
Nikki Rowe
β€œ
I settled on the floor and whispered to Sam, β€œI want you to listen to me, if you can.” I leaned the side of my face against his ruff and remembered the golden wood he had shown me so long ago. I remembered the way the yellow leaves, the color of Sam’s eyes, fluttered and twisted, crashing butterflies, on their way to the ground. The slender white trunks of the birches, creamy and smooth as human skin. I remembered Sam standing in the middle of the wood, his arms stretched out, a dark, solid form in the dream of the trees. His coming to me, me punching his chest, the soft kiss. I remembered every kiss we’d ever had, and I remembered every time I’d curled in his human arms. I remembered the soft warmth of his breath on the back of my neck while we slept. I remembered Sam.
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”
Maggie Stiefvater (Shiver (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #1))
β€œ
The ruby at Melisandre's throat gleamed red. "It is not those foes who curse you to your face that you must fear, but those who smile when you are looking and sharpen their knives when you turn your back. You would do well to keep your wolf close beside you. Ice, I see, and daggers in the dark. Blood frozen red and hard, and naked steel. It was very cold." "It is always cold on the Wall." "You think so?" "I know so, my lady." "Then you know nothing, Jon Snow," she whispered.
”
”
George R.R. Martin (A Dance with Dragons (A Song of Ice and Fire, #5))
β€œ
For a second, he was still, blinking. Then he shook off all the blankets and coats so that his arms were free and he wrapped them around me as tightly as he could. I felt him shuddering, shuddering against me as he buried his face in my hair. I said, uselessly, "Sam, don't go." Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. "These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it's me. Please."" β€” Grace and Sam (Shiver)
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”
Maggie Stiefvater (Shiver (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #1))
β€œ
Tears stung her eyes. She sank her knees next to the sleeping bench and gently raked strands of golden hair from him forehead. "Don't you die. don't you dare. I forbid it." As if Han Alister had ever listened to anything she said.
”
”
Cinda Williams Chima (The Gray Wolf Throne (Seven Realms, #3))
β€œ
A lot of the stories were highly suspicious, in her opinion. There was the one that ended when the two good children pushed the wicked witch into her own oven...Stories like this stopped people thinking properly, she was sure. She'd read that one and thought, Excuse me? No one has an oven big enough to get a whole person in, and what made the children think they could just walk around eating people's houses in any case? And why does some boy too stupid to know a cow is worth a lot more than five beans have the right to murder a giant and steal all his gold? Not to mention commit an act of ecological vandalism? And some girl who can't tell the difference between a wolf and her grandmother must either have been as dense as teak or come from an extremely ugly family.
”
”
Terry Pratchett
β€œ
There are some dogs which, when you meet them, remind you that, despite thousands of years of man-made evolution, every dog is still only two meals away from being a wolf. These dogs advance deliberately, purposefully, the wilderness made flesh, their teeth yellow, their breath a-stink, while in the distance their owners witter, "He's an old soppy really, just poke him if he's a nuisance," and in the green of their eyes the red campfires of the Pleistocene gleam and flicker.
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”
Neil Gaiman (Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch)
β€œ
We who are dominant tend to think of that aspect of being a werewolf as rank: who is obeyed, who is to obey. Dominant and submissive. But it is also who is to protect and who is to be protected. A submissive wolf is not incapable of protecting himself: he can fight, he can kill as readily as any other. But a submissive doesn't feel the need to fight -- not the way a dominant does. They are a treasure in a pack. A source of purpose and of balance. Why does a dominant exist? To protect those beneath him, but protecting a submissive is far more rewarding because a submissive will never wait until you are wounded or your back is turned to see if you are truly dominant to him. Submissive wolves can be trusted. And they unite the pack with the goal of keeping them safe and cared for.
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”
Patricia Briggs (Cry Wolf (Alpha & Omega, #1))
β€œ
What I had to face, the very bitter lesson that everyone who wants to write has got to learn, was that a thing may in itself be the finest piece of writing one has ever done, and yet have absolutely no place in the manuscript one hopes to publish.
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”
Thomas Wolfe
β€œ
Thank you, Simon, I appreciate that." Luke opened the pizza box and, finding it empty, shut it with a sigh. "Though you did eat all the pizza." "I only had five slices," Simon protested, leaning his chair backward so it balanced precariously on its two back legs. "How many slices did you think were in a pizza, dork?" Clary wanted to know. "Less than five slices isn't a meal. It's a snack." Simon looked apprehensively at Luke. "Does this mean you're going to wolf out and eat me?" "Certainly not." Luke rose to toss the pizza box into the trash. "You would be stringy and hard to digest." "But kosher," Simon pointed out cheerfully. "I'll be sure to point any Jewish lycanthropes your way." Luke leaned his back against the sink.
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”
Cassandra Clare (City of Ashes (The Mortal Instruments, #2))
β€œ
How did you find me? If you hacked into the Club’s computer to look up my appointments - " β€œWhoa, I think you overestimate me, shitlord. Last time I checked all I did was be in the wrong place at the right time. I saw you and had to - ” β€œStalk me.” β€œ - delicately approach you. In a sideways manner. From behind. Without being seen at all. For ten minutes.
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”
Sara Wolf (Lovely Vicious (Lovely Vicious, #1))
β€œ
Hush, sweetheart. You don't have a mother anymore, but let me to speak to you with her voice a minute. Listen. Stepon told us what happened in your house. There are men who are wolves inside, and want to eat up other people to fill their bellies. That it what was in your house with you, all your life. But here you are with your brothers, and you are not eaten up, and there is not a wolf inside you. You have fed each other, and you kept the wolf away. That is all we can do for each other in the world, to keep the wolf away.
”
”
Naomi Novik (Spinning Silver)
β€œ
She got to me." "It happens to the best of us." "Yeah? Who gets to you?" He was so strong that sometimes she worried. Everyone needed to bend a little, even a panther responsible for the lives of his entire pack. "That damn wolf. He sent you a present last week." Sascha smiled at the thought of Hawke's flirting. The SnowDancer alpha did it only to jerk Lucas's chain. "I never saw any present. What was it?" "How the hell should I know? I stomped on it and threw it into the deepest crevice I could find." He smirked. "Then I called him to ask how Sienna was doing." She burst out laughing. "Wicked, wicked man.
”
”
Nalini Singh (Hostage to Pleasure (Psy-Changeling, #5))
β€œ
The king picked up his goblet, swirling the wine inside. 'I didn't receive word that your legion was here.' "They're not." Chaol braced for the execution order, praying he wouldn't be the one to do it. The king said, "I told you to bring them, General." "Here, I was thinking you wanted the plesure of my company.
”
”
Sarah J. Maas (Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3))
β€œ
A consequence of female self-love is that the woman grows convinced of social worth. Her love for her body will be unqualified, which is the basis of female identification. If a woman loves her own body, she doesn't grudge what other women do with theirs; if she loves femaleness, she champions its rights. It's true what they say about women: Women are insatiable. We are greedy. Our appetites do need to be controlled if things are to stay in place. If the world were ours too, if we believed we could get away with it, we would ask for more love, more sex, more money, more commitment to children, more food, more care. These sexual, emotional, and physical demands would begin to extend to social demands: payment for care of the elderly, parental leave, childcare, etc. The force of female desire would be so great that society would truly have to reckon with what women want, in bed and in the world.
”
”
Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
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Emperor, right." she retacked the curtain "That's weird to say, after eighteen years of listening to celebrity gossip feeds go on and on about 'Earth's favorite prince'". She claimed one of the lumpy sofa cushions, curling her legs beneath her. "I had a picture of him taped to my wall when I was fifteen. Grand-mere cut it off a cereal box." Wolf scowled. "Of course, half the girls in the world probably have had that same picture from that same cereal box." Wolf scrunched his shoulders against his neck, and Scarlet grinned, teasing. "Oh, no. You're not going to have to fight him for pack dominance now are you? Come here." She beckoned him with a wave of her hand and he was at her side in half a second, the glower softening as he pulled her against his chest.
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Marissa Meyer (Winter (The Lunar Chronicles, #4))
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In the first place it's not true that people improve as you know them better: they don't. That's why one should only have acquaintances and never make friends. An acquaintance shows you only the best of himself, he's considerate and polite, he conceals his defects behind a mask of social convention; but we grow so intimate with him that he throws the mask aside, get to know him so well that he doesn't trouble any longer to pretend; then you'll discover a being of such meanness, of such trivial nature, of such weakness, of such corruption, that you'd be aghast if you didn't realize that that was his nature and it was just as stupid to condemn him as to condemn the wolf because he ravens or the cobra because he strikes.
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W. Somerset Maugham (Christmas Holiday)
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For one brief, never-ending second, an entirely different path expanded behind the lids of my tear-wet eyes. As if I were looking through the filter of Jacob's thoughts, I could see exactly what I was going to give up, exactly what this new self-knowledge would not save me from losing. I could see Charlie and RenΓ©e mixed into a strange collage with Billy and Sam and La Push. I could see years passing, and meaning something as they passed, changing me. I could see the enormous red-brown wolf that I loved, always standing as protector if I needed him. For the tiniest fragment of a second, I saw the bobbing heads of two small, black-haired children, running away from me into the familiar forest. When they disappeared, they took the rest of the vision with them.
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Stephenie Meyer (Eclipse (The Twilight Saga, #3))
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You can't go back home to your family, back home to your childhood, back home to romantic love, back home to a young man's dreams of glory and of fame, back home to exile, to escape to Europe and some foreign land, back home to lyricism, to singing just for singing's sake, back home to aestheticism, to one's youthful idea of 'the artist' and the all-sufficiency of 'art' and 'beauty' and 'love,' back home to the ivory tower, back home to places in the country, to the cottage in Bermude, away from all the strife and conflict of the world, back home to the father you have lost and have been looking for, back home to someone who can help you, save you, ease the burden for you, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time--back home to the escapes of Time and Memory.
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Thomas Wolfe
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. . . a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces. Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother's face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth. Which of us has known his brother? Which of us has looked into his father's heart? Which of us has not remained forever prison-pent? Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone? O waste of lost, in the hot mazes, lost, among bright stars on this weary, unbright cinder, lost! Remembering speechlessly we seek the great forgotten language, the lost lane-end into heaven, a stone, a leaf, an unfound door. Where? When? O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again.
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Thomas Wolfe (Look Homeward, Angel)
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Child, child, have patience and belief, for life is many days, and each present hour will pass away. Son, son, you have been mad and drunken, furious and wild, filled with hatred and despair, and all the dark confusions of the soul - but so have we. You found the earth too great for your one life, you found your brain and sinew smaller than the hunger and desire that fed on them - but it has been this way with all men. You have stumbled on in darkness, you have been pulled in opposite directions, you have faltered, you have missed the way, but, child, this is the chronicle of the earth. And now, because you have known madness and despair, and because you will grow desperate again before you come to evening, we who have stormed the ramparts of the furious earth and been hurled back, we who have been maddened by the unknowable and bitter mystery of love, we who have hungered after fame and savored all of life, the tumult, pain, and frenzy, and now sit quietly by our windows watching all that henceforth never more shall touch us - we call upon you to take heart, for we can swear to you that these things pass.
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Thomas Wolfe (You Can't Go Home Again)
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There is, in fact, no way back either to the wolf or to the child. From the very start there is no innocence and no singleness. Every created thing, even the simplest, is already guilty, already multiple. It has been thrown into the muddy stream of being and may never more swim back again to its source. The way to innocence, to the uncreated and to God leads on, not back to the wolf or to the child, but ever further into sin, ever deeper into human life. Nor will suicide really solve your problem [...] You will, instead, embark on the longer and wearier and harder road of life. You will have to multiply many times your two-fold being and complicate your complexities still further. Instead of narrowing your world and simplifying your soul, you will have to absorb more and more of the world and at last take all of it up in your painfully expanded soul, if you are ever to find peace. This is the road that Buddha and every great man has gone, whether consciously or not, insofar as fortune has favored his quest.
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Hermann Hesse
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Whatever is deeply, essentially female--the life in a woman's expression, the feel of her flesh, the shape of her breasts, the transformations after childbirth of her skin--is being reclassified as ugly, and ugliness as disease. These qualities are about an intensification of female power, which explains why they are being recast as a diminution of power. At least a third of a woman's life is marked with aging; about a third of her body is made of fat. Both symbols are being transformed into operable condition--so that women will only feel healthy if we are two thirds of the women we could be. How can an "ideal" be about women if it is defined as how much of a female sexual characteristic does not exist on the woman's body, and how much of a female life does not show on her face?
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
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A man is unlikely to be brought within earshot of women as they judge men's appearance, height, muscle tone, sexual technique, penis size, personal grooming, or taste in clothes--all of which we do. The fact is that women are able to view men just as men view women, as objects for sexual and aesthetic evaluation; we too are effortlessly able to choose the male "ideal" from a lineup and if we could have male beauty as well as everything else, most of us would not say no. But so what? Given all that, women make the choice, by and large, to take men as human beings first.
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
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I saw her, once. β€œShe passed through our village, through fields littered with dead soldiers after her forces overwhelmed the nation of Dumor. Her other Elites followed and then rows of white-robed Inquisitors, wielding the white-and-silver banners of the White Wolf. Where they went, the sky dimmed and the ground crackedβ€”the clouds gathered behind the army as if a creature alive, black and churning in fury. As if the goddess of Death herself had come. β€œShe paused to look down at one of our dying soldiers. He trembled on the ground, but his eyes stayed on her. He spat something at her. She only stared back at him. I don’t know what he saw in her expression, but his muscles tightened, his legs pushing against the dirt as he tried in vain to get away from her. Then the man started to scream. It is a sound I shall never forget as long as I live. She nodded to her Rainmaker, and he descended from his horse to plunge a sword through the dying soldier. Her face did not change at all. She simply rode on. β€œI never saw her again. But even now, as an old man, I remember her as clearly as if she were standing before me. She was ice personified. There was once a time when darkness shrouded the world, and the darkness had a queen.” β€”A witness’s account of Queen Adelina’s siege on the nation of Dumor The Village of Pon-de-Terre 28 Marzien, 1402
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Marie Lu (The Midnight Star (The Young Elites, #3))
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Women could probably be trained quite easily to see men first as sexual things. If girls never experienced sexual violence; if a girl's only window on male sexuality were a stream of easily available, well-lit, cheap images of boys slightly older than herself, in their late teens, smiling encouragingly and revealing cuddly erect penises the color of roses or mocha, she might well look at, masturbate to, and, as an adult, "need" beauty pornography based on the bodies of men. And if those initiating penises were represented to the girl as pneumatically erectible, swerving neither left nor right, tasting of cinnamon or forest berries, innocent of random hairs, and ever ready; if they were presented alongside their measurements, length, and circumference to the quarter inch; if they seemed to be available to her with no troublesome personality attached; if her sweet pleasure seemed to be the only reason for them to exist--then a real young man would probably approach the young woman's bed with, to say the least, a failing heart.
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Naomi Wolf (The Beauty Myth)
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We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges. When soldiers take their oath they are given a coin, an asimi stamped with the profile of the Autarch. Their acceptance of that coin is their acceptance of the special duties and burdens of military lifeβ€”they are soldiers from that moment, though they may know nothing of the management of arms. I did not know that then, but it is a profound mistake to believe that we must know of such things to be influenced by them, and in fact to believe so is to believe in the most debased and superstitious kind of magic. The would-be sorcerer alone has faith in the efficacy of pure knowledge; rational people know that things act of themselves or not at all.
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Gene Wolfe (Shadow & Claw (The Book of the New Sun #1-2))
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Why, if there is anything in supply and demand, life is the cheapest thing in the world. There is only so much water, so much earth, so much air; but the life that is demanding to be born is limitless. Nature is a spendthrift. Look at the fish and their millions of eggs. For that matter, look at you and me. In our loins are the possibilities of millions of lives. Could we but find time and opportunity and utilize the last bit and every bit of the unborn life that is in us, we could become the fathers of nations and populate continents. Life? Bah! It has no value. Of cheap things it is the cheapest. Everywhere it goes begging. Nature spills it out with a lavish hand. Where there is room for one life, she sows a thousand lives, and it's life eats life till the strongest and most piggish life is left.
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Jack London (The Sea Wolf)
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Wolf took Scarlet’s hands into his, as tenderly as he would pick up an injured butterfly, and slid the band onto her finger. His voice was rough and wavering as he recitedβ€”β€œI, Ze’ev Kesley, do hereby claim you, Scarlet Benoit, as my wife and my Alpha. Forevermore, you will be my mate, my star, my beginning of everything.” He smiled down at her, his eyes swimming with emotion. Scarlet returned the look, and though Wolf’s expression teetered between proud and bashful, Scarlet’s face contained nothing but joy. β€œYou are the one. You have always been, and you will always be, the only one. Scarlet took the second ringβ€”a significantly larger version of the same unadorned bandβ€”and pressed it onto Wolf’s finger. β€œI, Scarlet Benoit, do hereby claim you, Ze’ev Kesley, as my husband and my Alpha. Forevermore, you will be my mate, my star, my beginning of everything. You are the one. You have always been, and you will always be, the only one.” Wolf folded his hands around hers. From where she sat, Cinder could see that he was shaking. Kai grinned. β€œBy the power given to me by the people of Earth, under the laws of the Earthen Union and as witnessed by those gathered here today, I do now pronounce you husband and wife.” He spread his hands in invitation. β€œYou may kiss your—” Wolf wrapped his arms around Scarlet’s waist, lifting her off the floor, and kissed her before Kai could finish. Or maybe she kissed him. It seemed mutual, as her hands wound through his disheveled hair. The room exploded with cheers, everyone launching to their feet to congratulate the still-kissing couple. Scarlet had lost one of her red shoes. β€œI’ll get the champagne,” said Thorne, heading toward the kitchen. β€œThose two are going to be thirsty when they finally come up for air.
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Marissa Meyer (Stars Above (The Lunar Chronicles, #4.5))
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From p. 40 of Signet Edition of Thomas Wolfe's _You Can't Go Home Again_ (1940): Some things will never change. Some things will always be the same. Lean down your ear upon the earth and listen. The voice of forest water in the night, a woman's laughter in the dark, the clean, hard rattle of raked gravel, the cricketing stitch of midday in hot meadows, the delicate web of children's voices in bright air--these things will never change. The glitter of sunlight on roughened water, the glory of the stars, the innocence of morning, the smell of the sea in harbors, the feathery blur and smoky buddings of young boughs, and something there that comes and goes and never can be captured, the thorn of spring, the sharp and tongueless cry--these things will always be the same. All things belonging to the earth will never change--the leaf, the blade, the flower, the wind that cries and sleeps and wakes again, the trees whose stiff arms clash and tremble in the dark, and the dust of lovers long since buried in the earth--all things proceeding from the earth to seasons, all things that lapse and change and come again upon the earth--these things will always be the same, for they come up from the earth that never changes, they go back into the earth that lasts forever. Only the earth endures, but it endures forever. The tarantula, the adder, and the asp will also never change. Pain and death will always be the same. But under the pavements trembling like a pulse, under the buildings trembling like a cry, under the waste of time, under the hoof of the beast above the broken bones of cities, there will be something growing like a flower, something bursting from the earth again, forever deathless, faithful, coming into life again like April.
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Thomas Wolfe (You Can't Go Home Again)
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The white liberal is the worst enemy to America, and the worst enemy to the black man. Let me explain what I mean by the white liberal. In America there is no such thing as Democrat or Republican anymore. In America you have liberals and conservatives. The only people living in the past who think in terms of I’m a Democrat or Republican, is the American Negro. He’s the one that runs around bragging about party affiliation. He’s the one that sticks to the Democrat or sticks to the Republican. But white people are divided into two groups, liberals and conservative. The Democrats who are conservative, vote with the Republicans who are conservative. The Democrats who are liberal vote with the Republicans that are liberal. The white liberal aren’t white people who are for independence, who are moral and ethical in their thinking. They are just a faction of white people that are jockeying for power. The same as the white conservative is a faction of white people that are jockeying for power. They are fighting each other for power and prestige, and the one that is the football in the game is the Negro, 20 million black people. A political football, a political pawn, an economic football, and economic pawn. A social football, a social pawn. The liberal elements of whites are those who have perfected the art of selling themselves to the Negro as a friend of the Negro. Getting sympathy of the Negro, getting the allegiance of the Negro, and getting the mind of the Negro. Then the Negro sides with the white liberal, and the white liberal use the Negro against the white conservative. So that anything that the Negro does is never for his own good, never for his own advancement, never for his own progress, he’s only a pawn in the hands of the white liberal. The worst enemy that the Negro have is this white man that runs around here drooling at the mouth professing to love Negros, and calling himself a liberal, and it is following these white liberals that has perpetuated problems that Negros have. If the Negro wasn’t taken, tricked, or deceived by the white liberal then Negros would get together and solve our own problems. I only cite these things to show you that in America the history of the white liberal has been nothing but a series of trickery designed to make Negros think that the white liberal was going to solve our problems. Our problems will never be solved by the white man. The only way that our problem will be solved is when the black man wakes up, clean himself up, stand on his own feet and stop begging the white man, and take immediate steps to do for ourselves the things that we have been waiting on the white man to do for us. Once we do for self then we will be able to solve our own problems’ "The white conservatives aren't friends of the Negro either, but they at least don't try to hide it. They are like wolves; they show their teeth in a snarl that keeps the Negro always aware of where he stands with them. But the white liberals are foxes, who also show their teeth to the Negro but pretend that they are smiling. The white liberals are more dangerous than the conservatives; they lure the Negro, and as the Negro runs from the growling wolf, he flees into the open jaws of the "smiling" fox. One is the wolf, the other is a fox. No matter what, they’ll both eat you.
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Malcolm X
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Gulls wheel through spokes of sunlight over gracious roofs and dowdy thatch, snatching entrails at the marketplace and escaping over cloistered gardens, spike topped walls and treble-bolted doors. Gulls alight on whitewashed gables, creaking pagodas and dung-ripe stables; circle over towers and cavernous bells and over hidden squares where urns of urine sit by covered wells, watched by mule-drivers, mules and wolf-snouted dogs, ignored by hunch-backed makers of clogs; gather speed up the stoned-in Nakashima River and fly beneath the arches of its bridges, glimpsed form kitchen doors, watched by farmers walking high, stony ridges. Gulls fly through clouds of steam from laundries' vats; over kites unthreading corpses of cats; over scholars glimpsing truth in fragile patterns; over bath-house adulterers, heartbroken slatterns; fishwives dismembering lobsters and crabs; their husbands gutting mackerel on slabs; woodcutters' sons sharpening axes; candle-makers, rolling waxes; flint-eyed officials milking taxes; etiolated lacquerers; mottle-skinned dyers; imprecise soothsayers; unblinking liars; weavers of mats; cutters of rushes; ink-lipped calligraphers dipping brushes; booksellers ruined by unsold books; ladies-in-waiting; tasters; dressers; filching page-boys; runny-nosed cooks; sunless attic nooks where seamstresses prick calloused fingers; limping malingerers; swineherds; swindlers; lip-chewed debtors rich in excuses; heard-it-all creditors tightening nooses; prisoners haunted by happier lives and ageing rakes by other men's wives; skeletal tutors goaded to fits; firemen-turned-looters when occasion permits; tongue-tied witnesses; purchased judges; mothers-in-law nurturing briars and grudges; apothecaries grinding powders with mortars; palanquins carrying not-yet-wed daughters; silent nuns; nine-year-old whores; the once-were-beautiful gnawed by sores; statues of Jizo anointed with posies; syphilitics sneezing through rotted-off noses; potters; barbers; hawkers of oil; tanners; cutlers; carters of night-soil; gate-keepers; bee-keepers; blacksmiths and drapers; torturers; wet-nurses; perjurers; cut-purses; the newborn; the growing; the strong-willed and pliant; the ailing; the dying; the weak and defiant; over the roof of a painter withdrawn first from the world, then his family, and down into a masterpiece that has, in the end, withdrawn from its creator; and around again, where their flight began, over the balcony of the Room of Last Chrysanthemum, where a puddle from last night's rain is evaporating; a puddle in which Magistrate Shiroyama observes the blurred reflections of gulls wheeling through spokes of sunlight. This world, he thinks, contains just one masterpiece, and that is itself.
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David Mitchell (The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet)
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Cole,” I said, β€œdo you think I’m lovable?” β€œAs in β€˜cuddly and’?” β€œAs in β€˜able to be loved,’” I said. Cole’s gaze was unwavering. Just for a moment, I had the strange idea that I could see exactly what he had looked like when he was younger, and exactly what he’d look like when he was older. It was piercing, a secret glimpse of his future. β€œMaybe,” he said. β€œBut you won’t let anybody try.” I closed my eyes and swallowed. β€œI can’t tell the diference between not fighting,” I said,β€œand giving up.” Despite my eyelids being tightly shut, a single, hot tear ran out of my left eye. I was so angry that it had escaped. I was so angry. Beneath me, the bed tipped as Cole edged closer. I felt him lean over me. His breath, warm and measured, hit my cheek. Two breaths. Three. Four. I didn’t know what I wanted. Then I heard him stop breathing, and a second later, I felt his lips on my mouth. It wasn’t the sort of kiss I’d had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn’t the sort of kiss I’d had with anyone before. This kiss was so soft that it was like a memory of a kiss, so careful on my lips that it waslike a memory of a kiss, so careful on my lips that it was like someone running his fingers along them. My mouth parted and stilled; it was so quiet, a whisper, not a shout. Cole’s hand touched my neck, thumb pressed into the skin next to my jaw. It wasn’t a touch that said β€œI need more”. It was a touch that said β€œI want this.” It was all completely soundless. I didn’t think either of us was breathing. Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered. He said, β€œThat’s how I would kiss you, if I loved you.
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Maggie Stiefvater (Forever (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #3))