Deep Quotes

“Everything that is,casts a shadow”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods

“La sal hace cuanto puede,
antes de convertirse
en un pedazo de mar muerto.”
― Lumey Contino Capote, La muerte ha de tener corazon

“El iris era gris, aunque quizás describirlo con un color no sea justo, más bien era una penumbra, el reflejo desdoblado de un futuro incierto.”
― Lumey Contino Capote, Los colores de las sombras

“If you focus too much on intellect, you develop a deep soul, but you lose your heart.”
― Abhaidev, Notes from the Edge of Sanity

“Kim Dokja's salvation was cruel. Like rescuing a drowning person with a blade, those saved by him were inflicted an unhealable wound.”
― singNsong

“The boy I love lost inside the man he's become.”
― Rick Remender, Tokyo Ghost: Complete Edition

“Chaos is the brush. Consciousness is the canvas.”
― Marcus Viveiro

“You seem more an orphan than our real orphans do.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Have you ever told a lie?”
― Jake Necroix, Daydreams

“A woman should be like a great book—
the kind you can’t forget,
long after the last page.”
― Angelika Regossi

“Algunas de las mejores cosas de la vida no están hechas para durar siempre. Por eso las valoramos tanto cuando suceden. Como una caja lena de tu chocolate favorito. O las estrellas fugaces. No nos negamos a comer ese dulce porque vaya a acabase una vez que lo hagamos, ni dejamos de mirar las estrellas cuando vemos que una cruza el cielo disparada. Disfrutamos del momento porque sabemos que vivirlo merece la pena.”
― Chloe Walsh, Taming 7

“Without memory there's no history. Without history there's no context. Without context there is no meaning.”
― Neil Abramson, Just Life

“If it was a rational fear that I could just explain away to myself, believe me, I would've done it by now. This isn't something I can control. It's nothing you can fix. It's just something I live with.”
― Tricia Levenseller, Blade of Secrets

“I don't want to be just one thing. I can't be. I want to be brave, and I want to be selfless, intelligent, and honest and kind. Well, I'm still working on kind." ~ Four”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“I believe there's a difference between indulging because of desire or because of necessity. The trick is knowing which is which.”
― Kresley Cole, Shadow's Heart

“What are we, some kind of 1984?”
― George Orwell

“»Du hast wirklich eine düstere Sicht auf die Menschheit«

- »Nein, ich bin Realist. Menschen sind egoistisch. Sie tun, was ihnen nützt, auch wenn sie es Liebe nennen.«”
― Daniel Donskoy, Brennen

“Jangan biarkan orang sakit mencicipi kebugaran, sebab ia akan lebih sakit dari sebelumnya. Jangan biarkan orang bodoh merasakan sedikit pengetahuan, ia akan lebih tersiksa. Jangan biarkan orang miskin merengguk sedikit harta, ia akan terlilit lapar yang tak tertahankan.”
― Eka Kurniawan, Mat Pisau

“You don't deserve to be seen or heard, to take up room, to be noticed. Make yourself small."

"I deserve to be seen. To be noticed. To be heard. To be treated like a human.

I starfish. There's plenty of room for each and every one of us in the world.”
― Lisa Fipps, Starfish

“I still carry the traumas of Adam
in my small but mighty atom.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Song a Poem

“If God showed up, He’d just give me a sad look and say, Told you so.”
― K.J. Parker

“I wanted to turn toward someone full of testosterone and beg him to be strong for us. To gather up all the stuff God gave him for a time such as this and protect us. I couldn’t protect her, or me. And I knew it. Knowing it irked me, quietly. It was such an inconvenient time for my conscience to remind me of reality. Why couldn’t it just let me keep eating dust and calling it food? These clothes, these women, these dreams, this voice, her submission to it, this heavy walk that made my mother cringe, weren’t they the truth? Didn’t they mean I had successfully transformed? Couldn’t I be what I wanted to be? Between me and God, in the secrecy of my conscience, my being a woman felt inescapably real. As much as I’d believed I could, when in the presence of a man made to be one, I knew there was a natural distinction between the two of us that even the heaviness of my voice couldn’t undo. In the other room, his voice still shook the walls. The louder it got, the more I remembered my first name.”
― Jackie Hill Perry, Gay Girl, Good God: The Story of Who I Was and Who God Has Always Been

“What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies...”
― Jeph Loeb, Batman: Hush

“He didn't love me. He loved that I was starving, and I fed him like hunger was the only thing I had to give.”
― Linda Ayala, The Love Life: In the Bronx, love hits hard, but healing hits harder.

“Be like the ocean, stay deep, not everyone deserves to see what’s beneath your surface.”
― Ayoub Imilouane, Tales of Habib the Hoaxter: Sometimes Hoaxed, Always Good for a Laugh

“I think it takes an exceptional person to fight for someone they should
hate. I love that you’re different, and I admire your uniqueness.” He paused,
his throat bobbing as he swallowed. “I don’t really give a shit what my
memories bring back. I don’t give a shit what responsibilities await me or
even who waits for me. I don’t want anything to do with that life if you’re
not in it. You are my friend, and whatever we face, we will face it together
—memories or no memories.”
Ash ran a hand through his hair, visibly frustrated.
“You don’t get it, do you? I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you, damn it.
And for the love of all things, you are fucking gorgeous. I thought it from
the moment I laid eyes on you in that bar in the human world.”
― Cosette Verga, Fated

“Sia narrowed her eyes, studying him. “Are you thinking about someone?” she asked with a teasing grin.
“No,” he replied quickly, almost too quick.
“Are you lying to me?” she pressed, her tone playful but sharp.
“Why would I lie?” Dev countered, trying to sound casual.
“Then tell me, she demanded, crossing her arms.
“Hey, I’m the big brother here. Stop acting like you’re my elder sister,” he snapped, frowning.
Sia smirked. “It’s not about that. You can tell me. I won’t say a word to anyone—promise. And who knows, I might even be able to help,” she said with a sly smile.
Dev scoffed. “Ahh, I don’t need your help,” he replied, waving a hand dismissively.
“Not even for her?” Sia asked, raising an eyebrow in challenge.
“For who?” Dev asked, trying to sound indifferent, though his voice fal-tered slightly.
“I know there’s a girl,” Sia said confidently, her arms folding tighter.
“Girl? No…” he replied, a little too quickly.
“Okay then, don’t tell me.” Sia shrugged, turning away with a smug smile.
“Wait,” Dev called out, leaning forward.
Sia spun around, eyes wide. “Tell me, tell me, tell me!” she squealed, prac-tically bouncing in place.
“Hey, you little rat…” Dev groaned, rubbing his forehead. “It’s nothing to get excited about. And don’t you dare backstab me, got it?”
“Of course, Bhai,” she said with a mischievous grin, placing a hand dra-matically over her heart.
“The girl who helped Mom… she lives in this very building,” Dev said quietly, glancing around as if someone might overhear.
Sia raised an eyebrow. “How do you know that?”
“I know,” Dev said a little too loudly.
“How are so sure, it is she?” she pressed, stepping closer.
“Well… I… I just know,” he stammered, his voice fumbling.
Sia squinted at him. “What are you hiding?”
“I… I… you know… I just think Maa didn’t thank her properly. It was kind of rude. So… we should… you know… thank her,” he said, his words tripping over each other, clearly dodging the truth.
“Huh?” Sia looked at him, puzzled. “You’re blushing like a tomato be-cause Maa didn’t say thank you properly?”
“I mean… yes,” Dev muttered, quickly looking away.
Sia rolled her eyes. “Okay, boring. I’m going to sleep,” she said, turning toward the stairs.
“Wait! Listen—don’t tell Maa,” Dev called after her.
“Of course,” Sia replied over her shoulder, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “I won’t waste her time like you just wasted mine.” For her, it was her normal brother who gets annoyed when people don’t act kind enough to other. So, for her its clearly no love. And with that, she disappeared down the stairs.”
― Shweta Muduli, Violets: Where Love Blooms Quietly

“Sometimes it seemed like only the birds were free on the city-ship Safina.”
― Mahmud El Sayed, The Republic of Memory

“Pain inevitable flows through eyes we cannot see”
― Gianni Garcia

“Wüsste ich, dass ich sterben darf, dann würde ich leben.”
― Terry Pratchett, Shaking Hands with Death