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1. "At the kitchen table she examined the glass of ice. Each cube was rounded by room temperature, dissolving in its own remains, and belatedly she understood that this was how a loved one disappeared. Despite the shock wave of walking into an empty flat, the absence isn't immediate, more a fade from the present tense you shared, a melting into the mast, not an erasure but a conversion in form, from presence to memory, from solid to liquid, and the person you once touched runs over your skin, now in sheets down your back, and you may bathe, may sink, may drown in the memory, but your fingers cannot hold it."
Author: Anthony Marra
2. "Seize the day or die regretting the time you lostIt's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache overI see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with timeBut I'm too young to worryThese's streets we traveled on will undergo our same lost past"
Author: Avenged Sevenfold
3. "Impulsively, I threw up a new wall in my head. And suddenly I saw the situation for what it really was. Dante had me backed up against a tree, allright, but I did not want to make out with him."Demonstration finished," Dante said, his smile a bit too cocky for my liking."Next time choose a more appropriate demonstration," I said tensely. "Patch would kill you if he found out about this."His smile didn't fade. "That's a figure of speech that doesn't work very well with Nephilim."I wasn't in the mood for humor. "I know what you're doing. You're trying to set him off. This petty feud between the two of you will blow up to awhole new level if you mess with me. Patch is the last person you want to antagonize. He doesn't hold grudges, because the people who cross himtend to disappear quickly. And what you just did? That was crossing him."
Author: Becca Fitzpatrick
4. "William James describes a man who got the experience from laughing-gas; whenever he was under its influence, he knew the secret of the universe, but when he came to, he had forgotten it. At last, with immense effort, he wrote down the secret before the vision had faded. When completely recovered, he rushed to see what he had written. It was: "A smell of petroleum prevails throughout."
Author: Bertrand Russell
5. "She prunes the idea away like a faded rose blossom, and quickly discards it as if the thorns might puncture her resolve."
Author: Beth Neff
6. "If we can expect another journey tomorrow, we should secure horses," Ferrin went on. "And if the sun will be shining, perhaps a goat for Aram.""Keep it up," Aram dared him through clenched teeth."Is a goat too large and unruly?" Ferrin asked? "Maybe we should saddle a raccoon.""Odd how these taunts tend to fade after sundown," Aram growled, taking a large bite of bread."But a new day always dawns," Ferrin replied. "And we can all use some entertainment."Aram glowered. "Then perhaps tonight I should pull you apart and let the others puzzle you back together.""That's the spirit!" Ferrin applauded. "Taunt back! I get the sense you've seldom had to deal with ridicule."Aram appeared to be resisting a pleased little smile."
Author: Brandon Mull
7. "TreallTabhair dom casúrnó tuago mbrisfead isgo millfeadan teach seo,go ndéanfad tairseachden fhardoras'gus urláir de na ballaí,go dtiocfaidh scraithagus díon agussimléir anuasle neart mo chuid allais...Sín chugam anoisna cláir is na tairnnígo dtógfadan teach eile seo...Ach, a Dhia, táim tuirseach!"
Author: Caitlín Maude
8. "In wilderness I sense the miracle of life, and behind it our scientific accomplishments fade to trivia."
Author: Charles Lindbergh
9. "Fading light buttered the ridges until shadows licked them clean and they were lost to nightfall."
Author: Daniel Woodrell
10. "Western funerals: black hearses, and black horses, and fast-fading flowers. Why should black be the colour of death? Why not the colours of a sunset?"
Author: Daniele Varè
11. "Hard rock may have faded from the media for a time, but I've always been able to make a living, if not in America, then in the rest of the world."
Author: David Coverdale
12. "Hutch called into the semidarkness of The Shed. 'Somebody's coming, Heck!'Then he, with the rest, faded from sight with that uncanny quickness known only to creatures of the wild and young children who are, after all, also creatures of the wild.("The Shed")"
Author: E. Everett Evans
13. "He saw the white paper as the great universe of nonexistence. A single stroke would give rise to existence within it. He could evoke rain or wind at will, but whatever he drew, his heart would remain in the painting forever. If his heart was tainted, the picture would be tainted; if his heart was listless, so would the picture be. If he attempted to make a show of his craftsmanship, it could not be concealed. Men's bodies fade away, but ink lives on. The image of his heart would continue to breathe after he himself was gone."
Author: Eiji Yoshikawa
14. "Müsaadenle bir hikâye anlatayim?" dedi Sems. Ve iste sunu nakletti. Vaktiyle biri Farisi, biri Arap, biri Türk, biri Rum dört ortak varmis. Ellerine geçen parayla ne yapacaklarina karar verememisler. Farisi, "Haydi, 'engür' alalim" demis; Arap'sa "O da ne öyle, istemem; 'ineb' alalim" demis; Türk'se tutturmus "Üzüm de üzüm" diye; bu arada Rum kararliymis, "Geçin hepsini, 'ingabil' alacagiz" demis. Çok geçmemis, kafadarlar kavgaya tutusmus. Nihayet dördünün de ayni seyi istediklerini anlamislar. Ama bu sefer yeni bir tartisma çikmis aralarinda. Her biri kendi üzümünü begenirmis. Biri kara, biri yesil, biri sari, biri mor üzüm salkimi tasirmis. Hepsi kendi üzümünü yere göge koyamazmis. Neyse ki oradan gönüllere tercüman bir Sufi geçiyormus. Kavga ettiklerini duyunca dört saticidan birer salkim üzüm almis, bir kaba koyup üzümleri ezmis. Üzümün suyunu çikarip kabugunu atmis. Çünkü aslolan meyvenin özüymüs, posasi degil."
Author: Elif Shafak
15. "This love of which I speak is slow to lose patience - it looks for a way of being constructive.Love is not possessive.Love is not anxious to impress nor does it cherish inflated ideas of its own ideas.Love has good manners and does not pursue selfish advantage.Love is not touchy.Love does not keep account of evil or gloat over the wickedness of other people. On the contrary, it is glad with all good men when truth prevails.Love knows no limits to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. It is, in fact, the one thing that stands when all else has fallen."
Author: Elisabeth Elliot
16. "Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman's hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros?"
Author: George R.R. Martin
17. "When Lalit Modi came to the podium after the final of the third Indian Premier League, with minutes ticking away on his reign, he had what few administrators at presentation ceremonies can claim to have enjoyed: a captive audience. What would it be? You won't have Modi to kick around any more, a la Richard Nixon? Old BCCI vice-presidents never die, they just fade away, a la Douglas MacArthur?Not quite, although Modi, for him, flirted with rhetoric: 'Indian People's League… I have lived a dream… Humble servant of the game.' Then there was the quote from the Bhagavad Gita, which some oblivious viewers may have mistaken for another sponsor (coming soon: the Mahabharata Moment of Success). Finally there came a defiant roar: 'We should not allow this brand to be diluted and we will not."
Author: Gideon Haigh
18. "I watch the white stars darken;the day comes and thewhite stars dimand lessenand the lights fade in the city."
19. "Once you pass a certain age, life becomes noting more than a process of continual loss. Things that are important to your life begin to slip out of your grasp, one after another, like a comb losing teeth. And the only things that come to take their place are worthless imitations. Your physical strength, your hopes, your dreams, your ideals, your convictions, all meaning, or, then again, the people you love: one by one, they fade away. Some announce their departure before they leave, while others just disappear all of a sudden without warning one day. And once you lose them you can never get them back. Your search for replacement never goes well. It's all very painful- as painful as actually being cut with a knife."
Author: Haruki Murakami
20. "Why take the time to convince me? If I disagree you could simply kill me, take Fadwa, and do whatever you like." Ibn Malik raised an eyebrow. "True. But I prefer reason and agreement. Allies are much more useful than bodies."
Author: Helene Wecker
21. "With a secret smile, not unlike that of a healthy child,he walked along, peacefully, quietly. He wore his gown and walked along exactly like the other monks, but his face and his step, his peaceful downward glance, his peaceful downward-hanging hand, and every finger of his hand spoke of peace, spoke of completeness, sought nothing, imitated nothing, reflected a continuous quiet, an unfading light, an invulnerable peace."
Author: Hermann Hesse
22. "Peu de vestiges évoquent à présent en nous la lumière. Nous sommes nettement plus proches des ténèbres, nous ne sommes pour ainsi dire que ténèbres, tout ce qui nous reste, ce sont les souvenirs et aussi l'espoir qui s'est pourtant affadi, qui continue de pâlir et ressemblera bientôt à une étoile éteinte, à un bloc de roche lugubre. Pourtant, nous savons quelques petits riens à propos de la vie et quelques petits riens à propos de la mort : nous avons parcouru tout ce chemin pour te ravir et remuer le destin. (p.13)"
Author: Jón Kalman Stefánsson
23. "Every widow wakes one morning, perhaps after years of pure and unwavering grieving, to realize she slept a good night's sleep, and will be able to eat breakfast, and doesn't hear her husband's ghost all the time, but only some of the time. Her grief is replaced with a useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-grandchildren's will be. But we learn to live in that love."
Author: Jonathan Safran Foer
24. "Wait." I began to pull off his jacket. "You forgot this.""Keep it," he said without looking back. "I'll get it from you on Monday. When we discuss tutoring."And Noah Hutchins - girl-using stoner boy and jacket-loaning savior - faded into the shadows."
Author: Katie McGarry
25. "Time moves on for us, for you it stands still. You will be forever ageless as we grow old, your smile will never wrinkle, nor will that shine in your eyes fade.."
Author: Kendal Rob
26. "Down in the valley, leaves fall from trees, the branches are bare. All the flowers have faded, their blossoms once so beautiful. The frost attacks many herbs and kills them. I grieve. But if the winter is so cold, there must be new joys. Help me sing a joy of a hundred thousand times greater than the buds of May. I will sing of roses on the red cheeks of my lady. Could I win her favor, this lovely lady would give me such joy I would need no other. (Jack)What are you saying? (Lorelei)Noble lady, I ask nothing of you save that you should accept me as your servant. I will serve you as a good lord should serve, whatever the reward may be. Here I am, then, at your orders, sincere and humble, gay and courteous. You are not, after all, a bear or lion, and would not kill me, surely, if I put myself between your hands. I love you, my lady, Lorelei. Marry me and I swear I shall never again do or say anything to harm you and I will slay anyone who does. (Jack)"
Author: Kinley MacGregor
27. "People dream. They talk about escaping from it all. Their friends and family diligently listen and politely ignore it when the ruminations fade into oblivion. So quite a few eyebrows went up when I made this trip a reality."
Author: Kristine K. Stevens
28. "People Die...Beauty Fades...Love Changes...And You Will Always Be Alone"
Author: L.J. Smith
29. "Music. Close your eyes and it's a rosebush blooming in time lapse so that it shoots and blossoms flow outward in a swift choreography of growth and collapse, twine and coil, release and fade.Close your eyes and music paints light vines and calligraphy on the darkness within you."
Author: Laini Taylor
30. "Love for the beauty of the soul. I shall love you always. When the flower of life has gone, ever I shall find you. When all is lost and winter comes, I shall be your spring time. And memory fades and wilts then, I shall always find you.... I shall always find you...."
Author: Laurel A. Rockefeller
31. "Odysseus inclines his head. "True. But fame is a strange thing. Some men gain glory after they die, while others fade. What is admired in one generation is abhorred in another." He spread his broad hands. "We cannot say who will survive the holocaust of memory. Who knows?" He smiles. "Perhaps one day even I will be famous. Perhaps more famous than you."
Author: Madeline Miller
32. "They were all true today but tomorrow they would be a little less so and next week less so again. It was in the nature of strong emotion that it faded away over time."
Author: Mary Balogh
33. "She feels a splash of water on her hand and, turning, sees that the sky has become overcast with a blanket of ominous dark rose-colored cloud, and of a sudden the light fades from the lawn and the cedars.Steerpike, who is on his way back to the Earl's bedroom, stops a moment at a staircase window to see the first decent of the rain. It is falling from the sky in long, upright, and seemingly motionless lines of rosy silver that stand rigidly upon the ground as though there were a million harp strings strung vertically between the solids of earth and sky."
Author: Mervyn Peake
34. "In 2008, Barack Obama was the electoral equivalent of the Hula Hoop; a political Pet Rock; a craze, a fad, an irrational gadget. The latest have-to-have, must-vote-for candidate."
Author: Mondo Frazier
35. "The old curator of ceramics lay near the door, looking indignant, as if death was a silly modern fad that he rather disapproved of."
Author: Philip Reeve
36. "All memories fade away in the end. Then, only dreams are left. And because they are all we have, we confide our life's worries to them."
Author: Philippe Forest
37. "Memory, even in the rest of us, is a shifting, fading, partial thing, a net that doesn't catch all the fish by any means and sometimes catches butterflies that don't."
Author: Rebecca Solnit
38. "I've got this." Apollo stepped forward. His fiery armor was so bright it was hard to look at, and his matching Ray-Bans and perfect smile made him look like a male model for battle gear. "God of medicine, at your service."He passed his hand over Annabeth's face and spoke an incantation. Immediately the bruises faded. Her cuts and scars disappeared. Her arm straightened, and she sighed in her sleep.Apollo grinned. "She'll be fine in a few minutes. Just enough time for me to compose a poem about our victory: 'Apollo and his friends save Olympus.' Good, eh?"Thanks, Apollo," I said. "I'll, um, let you handle the poetry."
Author: Rick Riordan
39. "All they give a fuck about is the money now. You don't do art for money. So these fuckers always spitting about Rolex's n bottles n shit, don't actually give a fuck about y'all. They've lost themselves. Meaning, they were in it for the cash from the get-go. They aren't artists, they are criminals, like the devil in disguise. That's why I don't want paid. I do this for art. Not paper. Art lives on when the body fades."
Author: Scott McGoldrick
40. "Jay advanced. For the second time in his life, he didn't give a shit what anyone else said about his choice in a lover. He seized Lincoln by the waist and crushed his mouth to the other man's. Lincoln spread his lips and grabbed hold of Jay. No hesitation. No delay. Everything faded but the strength of that kiss, the power, the depth, the drive of man against man."
Author: Sloan Parker
41. "The colors of life are not even like the rainbow. Most of the time for most people, they experience black and blue, more on red than green, and a deep brown or faded pink. But that's the truth to be told, that life did not promise a good one, and I think we all struggle to make it a good life."
Author: Sofia Ann
42. "The dream didn't fade as dreams usually do upon waking."
Author: Stephen King
43. "Susan stared at him.The blue glow in Death's eyes gradually faded, and as the light died it sucked at her gaze so that it was dragged into the eye sockets and into the darkness beyond……which went on and on, for ever. There was no word for it. Even eternity was a human idea. Giving it a name gave it a length; admittedly, a very long one. But this darkness was what was left when eternity had given up. It was where Death lived. Alone."
Author: Terry Pratchett
44. "No one could understand; nor could she explain it herself. This senseless kindness is condemned in the fable about the pilgrim who warmed a snake in his boson. It is the kindness that has mercy on a tarantula that has bitten a child. A mad, blind kindness. People enjoy looking in stories and fables for examples of the danger of this kind of senseless kindness. But one shouldn't be afraid of it. One might just as well be afraid of a freshwater fish carried out by chance into the salty ocean. The harm from time to time occasioned a society, class, race or State by this senseless kindness fades away in the light that emanates from those who are endowed with it. This kindness, this stupid kindness, is what is most truly human in a human being. It is what sets man apart, the highest achievement of his soul. No it says, life is not evil."
Author: Vasily Grossman
45. "Why is wisdom so fair? Why is beauty so wise?Because all else is temporary, while beauty and wisdom are the only real and constant aspects of truth that can be perceived by human means.And I don't mean the kind of surface beauty that fades with age, or the sort of shallow wisdom that gets lost in platitudes.True beauty grips your gut and squeezes your lungs, and makes you see with utmost clarity exactly what is before you.True wisdom then steps in, to interpret, illuminate, and form a life-altering insight."
Author: Vera Nazarian
46. "For, what is order without common sense, but Bedlam's front parlor? What is imagination without common sense, but the aspiration to out-dandy Beau Brummell with nothing but a bit of faded muslin and a limp cravat? What is Creation without common sense, but a scandalous thing without form or function, like a matron with half a dozen unattached daughters?And God looked upon the Creation in all its delightful multiplicity, and saw that, all in all, it was quite Amiable."
Author: Vera Nazarian
47. "For if it is rash to walk into a lion's den unarmed, rash to navigate the Atlantic in a rowing boat, rash to stand on one foot on top of St. Paul's, it is still more rash to go home alone with a poet. A poet is Atlantic and lion in one. While one drowns us the other gnaws us. If we survive the teeth, we succumb to the waves. A man who can destroy illusions is both beast and flood. Illusions are to the soul what atmosphere is to the earth. Roll up that tender air and the plant dies, the colour fades. The earth we walk on is a parched cinder. It is marl we tread and fiery cobbles scorch our feet. By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream. ‘Tis waking that kills us. He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life—(and so on for six pages if you will, but the style is tedious and may well be dropped)."
Author: Virginia Woolf
48. "Because now that it's finally morning, the shadows are beginning to fade, the shadows that have been covering my mind and my soul. Now that they're gone, I can almost start to see the way, and it's different from the one they'd convinced me was all I could have."
Author: Vixen Phillips
49. "MortalityOh, why should the spirit of mortal be proud?Like a swift-fleeting meteor, a fast-flying cloud,A flash of the lightning, a break of the wave,He passes from life to his rest in the grave.The leaves of the oak and the willow shall fade,Be scattered around, and together be laid;And the young and the old, the low and the high,Shall molder to dust, and together shall lie.Yea, hope and despondency, pleasure and pain,Are mingled together in sunshine and rain;And the smile and the tear, the song and the dirge,Still follow each other, like surge upon surge.'Tis the wink of an eye - 'tis the draught of a breath -From the blossom of health to the paleness of death,From the gilded saloon to the bier and the shroudOh, why should the spirit of mortal be proud?"
Author: William Knox
50. "If she'd had any doubts he was a real deal country boy, they disappeared when he unabashedly stripped down to nothing—the sun had kissed his arms to mid-bicep, although his torso wasn't without a faint tan. She'd thought lazily that maybe he had a pond. She'd like to go skinny dipping with him. Leap onto his back and wrap her legs around his lean hips. Hold on to his broad shoulders and press her naked breasts into his back and drift into the cool water together.As he opened his button-fly jeans, revealing snug briefs underneath, she'd whispered for him to stop. He was hard and sinewy in all the right places, with shadows and valleys she wanted to explore with her mouth and hands and eyes, but her touch first went to the line where dark faded to light on his arm, neatly following the curve of his muscles. "Nice farmer's tan."
Author: Zoe York
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