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from Kiss my Tiara:
"We accepted these contradictions unquestioningly, the same way we accepted all those ridiculous advertisements instructing us to make sure we had that "fresh all day, feminine feeling." (Whatever the hell that meant. One of my friends one actually used feminine-deodorant spray on her armpits). And if we had a fair dose of traditional religion growing up, well, that just complicated things even further. As a friend of mine put it: There's nothing quite like the possibility of burning in hell to put the kabash on enthusiastic self-love."

"A secret lab in a secret museum, she thought, inserting her key card in the Pod 5 door. The keypad lit up, and Katherin typed her PIN. The steel door hissed open. The familiar hollow moan was accompanied by the same blast of cold air. As always, Katherine felt her pulse rate start to climb. Strangest commute on earth."

"I have never liked pig's feet, and I don't know why she doesn't remember that. Perhaps she thinks that for some reason they will taste more agreeable to me at this elevation. I expect to hear her tell me to sit up straight, and as we talk, my shoulders do rise and I stick out my chest.
"Sit up straight," my mother once told me when I was growing up. "You don't want to become hunched over. My aunt Lavonna Dewanna was such a hunchback."
I never heard the rest of her reminiscing because I couldn't believe that anyone would be named Lavonna Dewanna. I asked if that really was her name, and my mother said, "Yes, but we called her La De."
"La De!" I laughed so hard that I rolled off the bed. I was only six, but after seeing my mother's expression, I knew that I would never joke about her aunt La De again. Apparently, mom didn't think there was anything funny at all about her aunt's name.

"Beside him, Korolev could not help but smile as he looked at the icons representing the seventy-three ships of his planet's secretly built navy, including thirty-eight powerful heavy cruisers, all armed with highly advanced nuclear-tipped torpedoes. Carefully concealed in deep fissures in the small moon's surface, they were perfectly positioned for a surprise attack on the Confederation task force."

If your're happy, Allie, and you love him, I won't try to stop you from going back to him.
The Notebook

from An Open Book: Coming of Age in the Heartland


The Plains of Passage -


I knew a lady once who never read anything ever except these books. It's kinda weird right? After high school she only read these books, one after the other, again and again. I teased her, calling them her "cavemen books". Yet I believe they must be at least, "okay", 'cos I still see them everywhere and at least one movie has been made from them. What is it that you yourself like about them?

Anne motioned to the sofa. "Come sit back down. It's all right. She'll get over it."
Charlotte's hands were trembling as she picked up her needle.
Anne asked, "Do you really think it merits publication?"
"She hasn't shared it with you?"
"No. Not in years."
"It was completely unlike anything I've ever read - certainly it's nothing like the sort of feeble, soppy poetry women generally write. Really, it was quite extraordinary, and powerful."
Anne thought quietly for a moment and then said, "You should trust your judgement, Tally."
"But she's so frightfully stubborn. She always opposes me. Even when I have her best intersts at heart."
"You know how to win her over. You'll think of a way."

From Vampire Academy

From The Haunting of L

When school was dismissed and the children had gone Anne dropped wearily into her chair. Her head ached and she felt woefully discouraged. There was no real reason for discouragement, since nothing very dreadful had occurred; but Anne was very tired and inclined to believe that she would never learn to like teaching. And how terrible it would be to be doing something you didn't like every day for . . . well, say forty years."
From Anne of Avonlea

"They're beautiful," she exclaimed in delight. "What are they made of?"
"It's called goldbeater's skin."
"What a wonderful name."
"It's membrane from cows' intestines, actually. Specially treated to make it impermeable to gas."
This didn't seem to revolt her in the slightest. "It must have taken a great many cows," she commented solemnly.
From "Airborn" by Kenneth Oppel
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Sisters (other topics)The Haunting of L (other topics)
Anne of Avonlea (other topics)
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