Chorda's Quotes

#1. Remember what I said when I led to Omar and the queen?" I bobbed my head, unable to look away from his jewel-like eyed, shining in the darkness...so much like Chorda's. "That was the lie. Good-bye, Lane," he said and then crept into the darkness.

Kat Falls

#2. I'm tired of having such a happy, perfect life. And that can only be a sign of mental illness. That's what I fall asleep thinking. Perhaps I really do have a serious problem.

Paulo Coelho

#3. I find nothing in fables more astonishing than my experience in every hour. One moment of a man's life is a fact so stupendous as to take the luster out of fiction.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#4. I've succeeded as far as I'm concerned - I don't feel that I have any cliffs I could fall over anytime soon.

Shania Twain

#5. Literature is like a subtle concoction of laboriously collected peripherals called words, intellect,thoughts,imagination,creativity and aestheticism brewed together to form a resplendent work of art.

Shilpa Sandesh

#6. I don't listen to anything when I'm writing. I need total quiet, which is astounding, given that I spent years working for a newspaper and having to write features surrounded by ringing phones and people shouting.

Jane Green

#7. That demented animal didn't deserve a name.

Kat Falls

#8. How can I tell her ... " His voice broke, and he had to clear his throat. "How the fuck can I explain this to her?"
"How can you not. She loves you.
Vishous - Butch (re. Jane)(Lover Unleashed)

J.R. Ward

#9. I was the Colleen McCullough of 1971.

Susan Howatch

#10. Following his doctor's orders, Nikita (Khrushchev) has cut his drinking in half. He's leaving out the water.

Bob Hope

#11. When a man says he doesn't understand a woman it's because he won't take the trouble.

Edith Wharton

#12. It smelled bad there, like blood and rotting meat, a dense, heavy smell very different from the smell of his own town, which smelled of dirty clothes, sweat clinging to the skin, pissed-on earth, which is a thin smell, and smell like Chorda filum.
2666, Bolano

Roberto Bolano

#13. The king who stepped into the ballroom wearing a green velvet robe and bejeweled crown was none other that the tiger-man who'd prowled through my nightmares and nearly every waking moment for the past two days. Chorda.

Kat Falls