Silje siterer The woman who went to bed for a year av Sue Townsend
11:35, 10. april 2015 Ingen har det som favoritt.
They live in a very small place called the internet, where cynicism is the norm and cruelty has taken the place of humour.
Silje siterer The woman who went to bed for a year av Sue Townsend
11:33, 10. april 2015 Ingen har det som favoritt.
"Have you had medical training?" asked nurse Spears. "No." said Eva who could see where this exchange was leading. "But I'm fully qualified to have an opinion about my own body. I've been studying it for fifty years."
Silje siterer The woman who went to bed for a year av Sue Townsend
11:30, 10. april 2015 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I haven't used my brain for so long, the poor thing is huddled in a corner, waiting to be fed.
No man makes opportunity. All the great men ever did was to know it when it came to them.
After all this time, it still seems to me like straight and fast is the only way out - but I choose the labyrinth. The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.
Sometimes you lose a battle. But mischief always wins the war.
The sun burnt through my clothes into my skin with a vicious ferocity that made me genuinely fear hellfire.
The only thing worse than having a party that noone attends is having a party attended only by to vastly, deeply uninteresting people.
Silje siterer The Call of the Wild (Scholastic Classics) av Jack London
10:36, 2. april 2015 Ingen har det som favoritt.
No other human will ever own me.
Silje siterer The cuckoo's calling av Robert Galbraith
09:50, 24. mars 2015 Ingen har det som favoritt.
This might shock you, but not all the black people in London know each other.
Silje siterer Waistcoats & Weaponry (Finishing School) av Gail Carriger
10:29, 16. mars 2015 Ingen har det som favoritt.
“That's a very murky position," objected Felix.
"So's the weather. But this is England, we must learn to live with uncertainty.”
Silje siterer Waistcoats & Weaponry (Finishing School) av Gail Carriger
10:28, 16. mars 2015* Ingen har det som favoritt.
Lady Linette had warned them of this: "Try not to think it glamorous ladies, intelligence work is nine tenth discountented ennuyé and one tenth abject terror. Rather like falling in love."
Silje siterer Waistcoats & Weaponry (Finishing School) av Gail Carriger
10:27, 16. mars 2015 Ingen har det som favoritt.
That's tea for you, thought Sophronia, the great social lubricant.
The beautiful, perfect, terribel power.
What happens to you, changes you. For good or ill, you're changed forever. There ain't no going back, no matter how many tears you cry. It sounds simple, but it ain't.
Mercy-killing doesn't hold one fucking ounce of mercy for those who live.
Love, you can only be broken without it.
Spend enough time with ghosts and you become one.
"Mary, av og til må vi følge hjertet, og ... alt jeg kan si, er at da jeg var yngre, skulle jeg ha fulgt hjertet."
It was what I hated most aboute lying, it rarely stayed simple.
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