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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>quotes from books, movies, tv shows, and songs :)</description><title>quote the world</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @quotequotas)</generator><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"I’ll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I’ll die by your hand which I love so well."</title><description>“I’ll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I’ll die by your hand which I love so well.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;William Shakespeare (via &lt;a href="http://loveyourchaos.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;loveyourchaos&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/35276585901</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/35276585901</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2012 12:00:50 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful."</title><description>“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Neil Gaiman (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://perfect.tumblr.com/"&gt;perfect&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/35207392412</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/35207392412</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2012 12:00:54 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"It’s funny, I just realized that my whole life, the whole time I’ve been trying to be..."</title><description>“It’s funny, I just realized that my whole life, the whole time I’ve been trying to be perfect, I never once considered HAPPINESS as part of the equation. I guess it seemed so impossible I couldn’t even let myself fantasize about it. But now, I don’t know, things feel different somehow. Like impossible things might not be so impossible.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Clean, Amy Reed&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/35133337046</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/35133337046</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2012 12:01:01 -0500</pubDate><category>addict</category><category>addicted</category><category>alcohol</category><category>alcoholic</category><category>alone</category><category>amy reed</category><category>anger</category><category>angry</category><category>anorexia</category><category>anorexic</category><category>appearance</category><category>ashamed</category><category>broken</category><category>change</category><category>clean</category><category>confused</category><category>congusion</category><category>cry</category><category>crying</category><category>cut</category><category>cutting</category><category>depressed</category><category>desperate</category><category>done</category><category>drug abuse</category><category>drug addict</category><category>drugs</category><category>fail</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"When he looked at her, there was no denial of memory in his eyes."</title><description>“When he looked at her, there was no denial of memory in his eyes.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/35062279639</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/35062279639</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2012 12:00:43 -0500</pubDate><category>The Fountainhead</category><category>The Fountainhead Ayn Rand</category><category>Ayn Rand</category><category>Rand</category><category>book</category><category>books</category><category>quote</category><category>quotequotas</category><category>quotes</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>good book</category><category>good books</category><category>read</category><category>reading</category><category>reads</category><category>yeah</category><category>life</category><category>feeling</category><category>love</category><category>suicide</category><category>death</category><category>despair</category><category>pain</category><category>lonely</category><category>hurt</category><category>self-harm</category><category>cutting</category><category>cut</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"These violent delights have violent ends."</title><description>“These violent delights have violent ends.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Tess of the D’Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34982397769</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34982397769</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 11:00:55 -0500</pubDate><category>Hardy</category><category>Thomas Hardy</category><category>beautiful</category><category>beauty</category><category>book</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>books</category><category>care</category><category>confused</category><category>d'urbervilles</category><category>death</category><category>depression</category><category>doubt</category><category>favorite</category><category>favorites</category><category>fear</category><category>happiness</category><category>hopeless</category><category>insecure</category><category>love</category><category>old fashioned</category><category>pain</category><category>pleasure</category><category>pretty</category><category>quote</category><category>quotes</category><category>regret</category><category>sadness</category><category>shame</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Somehow, I’d gotten a little less broken."</title><description>“Somehow, I’d gotten a little less broken.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;As Dead as it Gets, Katie Alender&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34905405098</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34905405098</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 12:01:05 -0400</pubDate><category>alender</category><category>as dead as it gets</category><category>bad girls don't die</category><category>bad girls dont die</category><category>bad girls dont die series</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>confidence</category><category>confident</category><category>couple</category><category>creepy</category><category>dead</category><category>death</category><category>depression</category><category>ghost</category><category>ghosts</category><category>haunted</category><category>haunting</category><category>hurt</category><category>katie alender</category><category>kiss</category><category>pain</category><category>paranormal</category><category>paranormal activity</category><category>quote</category><category>quotequotas</category><category>quotes</category><category>favorite</category><category>favorites</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"It’s scary. Being the center of so much love. So scary—and thrilling and…potent...."</title><description>“It’s scary. Being the center of so much love. So scary—and thrilling and…potent. And I know it goes both ways. My hold on him is as strong as his is on me. He’ll never leave.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;When the Stars Go Blue, Caridad Ferrer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34833993476</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34833993476</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2012 12:00:59 -0400</pubDate><category>band</category><category>book</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>books</category><category>caridad ferrer</category><category>dci</category><category>drum corps</category><category>drum corps international</category><category>ferrer</category><category>kiss</category><category>latina</category><category>latino</category><category>love</category><category>marching</category><category>marching band</category><category>music</category><category>passion</category><category>performance</category><category>practice</category><category>quote</category><category>quotequotas</category><category>quotes</category><category>repitition</category><category>romance</category><category>solo</category><category>true love</category><category>when the stars go blue</category><category>magical</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Sometimes I wonder if the big cannonball horror of knowing someone you love has died is all that..."</title><description>“Sometimes I wonder if the big cannonball horror of knowing someone you love has died is all that much worse than the everyday attrition of life.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Life As We Knew It, Susan Beth Pfeffer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34764205677</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34764205677</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2012 12:00:54 -0400</pubDate><category>Life as we knew it</category><category>anorexia</category><category>anorexic</category><category>apoloclypse</category><category>break-up</category><category>breakup</category><category>catastrophe</category><category>death</category><category>depressed</category><category>down on yourself</category><category>eat</category><category>end of the world</category><category>food</category><category>history</category><category>lonely</category><category>not eating</category><category>pfeffer</category><category>sad</category><category>starve</category><category>starving</category><category>strength</category><category>strong</category><category>susan beth pfeffer</category><category>die</category><category>attrition</category><category>horror</category><category>depression</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"How could she expect to have a real relationship with him if she didn’t share her most..."</title><description>“How could she expect to have a real relationship with him if she didn’t share her most intimate feelings, those things that either made or broke a couple?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Pretty Little Liars: Stunning, Sara Shephard&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34705256156</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34705256156</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 12:01:09 -0400</pubDate><category>PLL</category><category>Pretty Little Liars</category><category>secrets</category><category>hiding</category><category>lie</category><category>lies</category><category>shepherd</category><category>sara shepherd</category><category>stunning</category><category>sara shephard</category><category>shephard</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"She’s my best friend, and I guess this is the first time I’ve ever really been able to..."</title><description>“She’s my best friend, and I guess this is the first time I’ve ever really been able to call someone that, and I don’t know, it just feels good. Like maybe I’m not so alone anymore. Like maybe I have someone to talk to when I feel like I’m the only person in the world.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Clean, Amy Reed&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34639700070</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34639700070</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2012 12:01:08 -0400</pubDate><category>addict</category><category>addicted</category><category>alcohol</category><category>alcoholic</category><category>alone</category><category>amy reed</category><category>anger</category><category>angry</category><category>anorexia</category><category>anorexic</category><category>appearance</category><category>ashamed</category><category>broken</category><category>change</category><category>clean</category><category>confused</category><category>congusion</category><category>cry</category><category>crying</category><category>cut</category><category>cutting</category><category>depressed</category><category>desperate</category><category>done</category><category>drug abuse</category><category>drug addict</category><category>drugs</category><category>fail</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"I strip, stand on the scale, to weigh my fault and measure my sins."</title><description>“I strip, stand on the scale, to weigh my fault and measure my sins.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34569397530</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34569397530</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 12:01:04 -0400</pubDate><category>Wintergirls</category><category>Laurie Halse Anderson</category><category>Laurie Anderson</category><category>Anderson</category><category>anorexia</category><category>bulemia</category><category>depression</category><category>suicide</category><category>pain</category><category>hurt</category><category>sadness</category><category>helpless</category><category>hopeless</category><category>death</category><category>empty</category><category>cut</category><category>cutting</category><category>self-harm</category><category>self harm</category><category>ugly</category><category>fat</category><category>stupid</category><category>bitch</category><category>whore</category><category>hate</category><category>hate myself</category><category>starving</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"I’m fat,” I hear myself saying, miserably, hopelessly. “I’m fat.” It..."</title><description>““I’m fat,” I hear myself saying, miserably, hopelessly. “I’m fat.” It sizzles under my skin, thick yellow lawyers of it, puffing me up, pushing me out, making me massive.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Massive, Julia Bell&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34491186369</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34491186369</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2012 12:00:59 -0400</pubDate><category>anorexia</category><category>bell</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>julia bell</category><category>massive</category><category>quote</category><category>quotes</category><category>quotesbo</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"People always regret that the past is so final, that nothing can change it—but I’m glad..."</title><description>“People always regret that the past is so final, that nothing can change it—but I’m glad it’s so. We can’t spoil it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34420020402</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34420020402</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Oct 2012 12:00:55 -0400</pubDate><category>The Fountainhead</category><category>The Fountainhead Ayn Rand</category><category>Ayn Rand</category><category>Rand</category><category>book</category><category>books</category><category>quote</category><category>quotequotas</category><category>quotes</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>good book</category><category>good books</category><category>read</category><category>reading</category><category>reads</category><category>yeah</category><category>life</category><category>feeling</category><category>love</category><category>suicide</category><category>death</category><category>despair</category><category>pain</category><category>lonely</category><category>hurt</category><category>self-harm</category><category>cutting</category><category>cut</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Find the people who treat you the way you deserve to be treated. Tell everyone else to go to hell...."</title><description>“Find the people who treat you the way you deserve to be treated. Tell everyone else to go to hell. And don’t look back.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;As Dead as it Gets, Katie Alender&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34356684101</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34356684101</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2012 12:00:40 -0400</pubDate><category>alender</category><category>as dead as it gets</category><category>bad girls don't die</category><category>bad girls dont die</category><category>bad girls dont die series</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>creepy</category><category>dead</category><category>death</category><category>depression</category><category>favorite</category><category>favorites</category><category>ghost</category><category>ghosts</category><category>haunted</category><category>haunting</category><category>hurt</category><category>katie alender</category><category>pain</category><category>paranormal</category><category>paranormal activity</category><category>quote</category><category>quotequotas</category><category>quotes</category><category>weak</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Her affection for him was now the breathe and life of Tess’s being; it enveloped her as a..."</title><description>“Her affection for him was now the breathe and life of Tess’s being; it enveloped her as a photosphere, irradiated her into forgetfulness of her past sorrows, keeping back the gloomy spectres that would persist in their attempts to touch her—doubt, fear, moodiness, care, shame. She knew that they were waiting like wolves just outside the circumscribing light, but she had long spells of power to keep them in hungry subjection there.&lt;br/&gt;
A spiritual forgetfulness co-existed with an intellectual remembrance. She walked in brightness, but she knew that in the background those shapes of darkness were always spread. They might be receding, or they might be approaching, one or the other, a little every day.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Tess of the D’Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34300009586</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34300009586</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2012 12:00:54 -0400</pubDate><category>Hardy</category><category>Thomas Hardy</category><category>beautiful</category><category>beauty</category><category>book</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>books</category><category>confused</category><category>d'urbervilles</category><category>death</category><category>depression</category><category>favorite</category><category>favorites</category><category>hopeless</category><category>insecure</category><category>old fashioned</category><category>pain</category><category>pleasure</category><category>pretty</category><category>quote</category><category>quotes</category><category>regret</category><category>sadness</category><category>suicide</category><category>summer reading</category><category>tess</category><category>tess of d'urbervilles</category><category>tess of the d urbervilles</category><category>tess of the d'urbervilles</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Without a warning, a ground swell of sorrow overwhelmed me and my bones disintegrated. I slid down..."</title><description>“Without a warning, a ground swell of sorrow overwhelmed me and my bones disintegrated. I slid down the wall to the floor, bawling into my hands.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Keeping You a Secret, Julie Anne Peters&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34234706565</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34234706565</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2012 12:00:45 -0400</pubDate><category>bisexual</category><category>book</category><category>book quotes</category><category>confused</category><category>couple</category><category>crush</category><category>falling</category><category>falling in love</category><category>gay</category><category>in love</category><category>julie anne peters</category><category>julie peters</category><category>keeping you a secret</category><category>lesbian</category><category>love</category><category>peters</category><category>quote</category><category>quotequotas</category><category>quotes</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"The smell of the fresh-cut grass was so thick around me—heavy and rich..."</title><description>“The smell of the fresh-cut grass was so thick around me—heavy and rich and…and…Could a smell be compared to a color? Because it smelled so amazingly, completely green and alie as I lay there.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;When the Stars Go Blue, Caridad Ferrer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34168366084</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34168366084</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2012 11:36:48 -0400</pubDate><category>band</category><category>book</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>books</category><category>caridad ferrer</category><category>dci</category><category>drum corps</category><category>drum corps international</category><category>ferrer</category><category>kiss</category><category>latina</category><category>latino</category><category>love</category><category>marching</category><category>marching band</category><category>music</category><category>passion</category><category>performance</category><category>practice</category><category>quote</category><category>quotequotas</category><category>quotes</category><category>repitition</category><category>romance</category><category>solo</category><category>true love</category><category>when the stars go blue</category><category>magical</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Maybe she’s right about my being a sinner. But she’s wrong about hell. You don’t..."</title><description>“Maybe she’s right about my being a sinner. But she’s wrong about hell. You don’t have to wait until you’re dead to get there.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Life As We Knew It, Susan Beth Pfeffer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34101882665</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34101882665</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2012 11:34:58 -0400</pubDate><category>Life as we knew it</category><category>anorexia</category><category>anorexic</category><category>apoloclypse</category><category>attrition</category><category>break-up</category><category>breakup</category><category>catastrophe</category><category>death</category><category>depressed</category><category>depression</category><category>die</category><category>down on yourself</category><category>eat</category><category>end of the world</category><category>food</category><category>history</category><category>horror</category><category>lonely</category><category>not eating</category><category>pfeffer</category><category>sad</category><category>starve</category><category>starving</category><category>strength</category><category>strong</category><category>susan beth pfeffer</category><category>hell</category><category>sinner</category><category>sin</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"The dead do walk and haunt and crawl into your bed at night. Ghosts sneak into your head when..."</title><description>“The dead do walk and haunt and crawl into your bed at night. Ghosts sneak into your head when you’re not looking. Stars line up and volcanoes birth out bits of glass that foretell the future. Poison berries make girls stronger, but sometimes kill them. If you howl at the moon and swear on your blood, anything you desire will be yours. Be careful what you wish for. There’s always a catch.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34032805315</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/34032805315</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2012 11:49:17 -0400</pubDate><category>Wintergirls</category><category>Laurie Halse Anderson</category><category>Laurie Anderson</category><category>Anderson</category><category>anorexia</category><category>bulemia</category><category>depression</category><category>suicide</category><category>pain</category><category>hurt</category><category>sadness</category><category>helpless</category><category>hopeless</category><category>death</category><category>empty</category><category>cut</category><category>cutting</category><category>self-harm</category><category>self harm</category><category>ugly</category><category>fat</category><category>stupid</category><category>bitch</category><category>whore</category><category>hate</category><category>hate myself</category><category>starving</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Sweetheart,” she says, “You don’t understand, I don’t DESERVE to eat."</title><description>““Sweetheart,” she says, “You don’t understand, I don’t DESERVE to eat.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Massive, Julia Bell&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/33962776639</link><guid>http://quotequotas.tumblr.com/post/33962776639</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 11:24:39 -0400</pubDate><category>anorexia</category><category>bell</category><category>book quote</category><category>book quotes</category><category>julia bell</category><category>massive</category><category>quote</category><category>quotes</category><category>quotesbo</category><dc:creator>spilledmilktears</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>
