{"quotes":[{"text":"The queen sighed. 'What am I going to do with all of you now!' 'You're going to let us continue our journey,' Belgarath replied calmly. 'We'll argue about it, of course, but in the end that's the way it'll turn out.'She stared at him. 'You did ask, after all. I'm sure you feel better now that you know.","author":"David Eddings","tags":["awesome","belgarath","funny","garion","porenn","silk","witty"],"id":35962,"author_id":"David+Eddings"},{"text":"You've been away from home too long if you can get lost on the way from the harbor to the palace.","author":"David Eddings","tags":["homecoming","lost","silk"],"id":47849,"author_id":"David+Eddings"},{"text":"I thought you said you were the one in charge!' Ce'Nedra exclaimed.I lied.' Silk said. 'It's a vice I have.","author":"David Eddings","tags":["ce-nedra","humor","prince-kheldar","silk"],"id":79305,"author_id":"David+Eddings"},{"text":"He's very good at chaining girls. He can make cold steel feel like silk.","author":"Thomm Quackenbush","tags":["bondage","girls","silk","steel"],"id":134414,"author_id":"Thomm+Quackenbush"},{"text":"And who shall you be once you don your grand disguise?'La luna,' she said with a smile.'Then I shall be la notte to your moon' Archer lifted the hard black mask he held and slipped it over his thinner silk one.","author":"Kristen Callihan","tags":["black-mask","coverture","disguise","disquise","la-luna","la-notte","luna","mask","masquerade","moon","moonshine","notte","silk","smile","withe"],"id":146641,"author_id":"Kristen+Callihan"},{"text":"The season was waning fastOur nights were growing cold at lastI took her to bed with silk and song,'Lay still, my love, I won’t be long;I must prepare my body for passion.''O, your body you give, but all else you ration.''It is because of these dreams of a sylvan scene:A bleeding nymph to leave me serene...I have dreams of a trembling wench.''You have dreams,' she said, 'that cannot be quenched.''Our passion,' said I, 'should never be feared;As our longing for love can never be cured.Our want is our way and our way is our will,We have the love, my love, that no one can kill.''If night is your love, then in dreams you’ll fulfill...This love, our love, that no one can kill.'Yet want is my way, and my way is my will,Thus I killed my love with a sleeping pill.","author":"Roman Payne","tags":["bed","cold","fear","killing","love","nocturne","passion","payne","poetry","ration","roman","romantic","silk","sleeping","sleeping-pill","winter"],"id":170537,"author_id":"Roman+Payne"},{"text":"Silk is a fine, delicate, soft, illuminating, beautiful substance. But you can never rip it! If a man takes this tender silk and attempts to tear it, and cannot tear it, is he in his right mind to say 'This silk is fake! I thought it was soft, I thought it was delicate, but look, I cannot even tear it' ? Surely, this man is not in his right mind! The silk is not fake! This silk is 100% real. It's the man who is stupid!","author":"C. JoyBell C.","tags":["delicate","fake","gentle","genuine","inspirational","inspirational-life","inspirational","parable","parables","real","silk","soft","strength","strength-of-a-woman","stupidity","stupidity-of-man","wisdom","wisdom"],"id":195781,"author_id":"C.+JoyBell+C."},{"text":"I have a love-hate relationship with white silk.","author":"Alan Rickman","tags":["white","silk","love-hate "],"id":197682,"author_id":"Alan+Rickman"},{"text":"Think how nature makes things compared to how we humans make things.' We talked about how animals don't just preserve the next generation; they typically preserve the environment for the ten-thousandth generation. While human industrial processes can produce Kevlar, it takes a temperature of thousands of degrees to do it, and the fiber is pulled through sulfuric acid. In contrast, a spider makes its silk - which per gram is several times stronger than steel - at room temperature in water.","author":"William Powers","tags":["animals","environment","humans","kevlar","preservation","silk","spider","steel"],"id":222564,"author_id":"William+Powers"},{"text":"I had had the job for three weeks. It was dreary. You couldn't read; they didn't like it. I would feel as if I were drugged, sitting there, watching those damned dolls, thinking what a success they would have made of their lives if they had been women. Satin skin, silk hair, velvet eyes, sawdust heart - all complete.","author":"Jean Rhys","tags":["dolls","dreary","drugged","heart","job","read","sawdust","silk","success","women"],"id":232950,"author_id":"Jean+Rhys"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":18,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}