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  1. Joanne Harris _ The Gospel of Loki

    Wisdom isn't everything. Survival requires an element of trickery, Chaos, subterfuge. All qualities I possess {if I may say so} in abundance.
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  2. Joanne Harris _ Blackberry Wine

    You may be a foreigner, but you have the heart of a Frenchman.
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  3. Joanne Harris _ Peaches for Father Francis

    Sometimes walking away is best. I should know. It's my specialty.
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  4. Joanne Harris

    some books you read

  5. Joanne Harris _ Runelight

    We're gods, not saints. Everyone lies. Everyone cheats. Everyone scores off everyone else.
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  6. Joanne Harris _ The Evil Seed

    ...the Blessed Damozel essence of every dream and fairy story and legend and fear ...
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  7. Joanne Harris _ Chocolat

    Weeds and wheat cannot grow peacefully together. Any gardener could tell you the same thing.
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  8. Joanne Harris _ Chocolat

    Protected from the sun by the half-blind that shields them, they gleam darkly, like sunken treasure, Aladdin's cave of sweet clichés.
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  9. Joanne Harris _ Chocolat

    - Забранено ми е да ям шоколад. Каро и оня идиот докторът. Заедно с всичко друго, което би могло да ми достави удоволствие - добави иронично. - Първо цигарите, после алкохола, а сега и това...Един Господ знае дали ако откажа и дишането няма да живея вечно. - {...} - Не че ги обвинявам. Те така ги разбират нещата. Да се пазиш - от всичко. От живота. От смъртта.
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  10. Joanne Harris _ Chocolat

    Sometimes survival is the worst alternative there is
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  11. Joanne Harris _ Blackberry Wine

    There was a quote he could not quite remember, something about the past being an island surrounded by time. He had missed the last boat to the island.
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  12. Joanne Harris _ Blackberry Wine

    And yet I could still hear them. As if some part of their essence had evaporated into the air, become a part of this place, ingrained, like the scent of cigarettes and burning sugar, in the woodwork and plaster. Everything was buzzing with that vanished presence, buzzing and singing and laughing louder than ever before, stone and tile and polished wood, all whispering with agitation and excitement; never still, never silent.
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