I'm turning into a quote freak :|
anyway
Nothing is more deceitful ... than the appearance of humility. It is often only carelessness of opinion, and sometimes an indirect boast.
Pride and prejudice by Jane Austen
The power of doing anything with quickness is always prized much by the possessor, and often without any attention to the imperfection of the performance.
Pride and prejudice by Jane Austen
I cannot fix on the hour, or the look, or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.
Pride and prejudice by Jane Austen
It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.
Anne Frank-the diary of a young girl
It's utterly impossible for me to build my life on a foundation of chaos, suffering and death. I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness, I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too, I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more.
Anne Frank-the diary of a young girl
What can be imagined can be done
Celeste~Interview with the vampire by Anne Rice
...and so it goes back and back, nothing proceeding from nothing, until here is nothing! And we must live with the knowledge that there is no knowledge.
Louis~Interview with the vampire by Anne Rice
The sky was never quiet the same shade of blue again. The world looked different forever after and even in moments of exquisite happines there was darkness lurking, the sense of our frailty and our hopelessness.
Lestat~The vampire Lestat by Anne Rice
The long vibrant notes, and the chilling glissandos, and the violin singing in its own tongue to make every other form of speech seem false. Yet as the song deepened, it became the very essence of despair as if its beauty were a horried coincidence grotesquery without a particle o0f truth.
Lestat~The vampire Lestat by Anne Rice
Was this what he believed, what he had always believed when I talked on and on about goodness? Was he making the violin say it? Was he deliberately creating those long, pure liquid notes to say that beauty meant nothing because it came from the despair inside him, and it had nothing to do with the despair finally because the despair wasn't beautiful, and beauty was then a horried irony?
Lestat~The vampire Lestat by Anne Rice