tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post6141948888808746936..comments2024-01-08T17:41:57.541-07:00Comments on Yat-Yee Chong: Grab-A-Line MondayYat-Yeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028075516122778317noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post-76978271633847869752009-11-26T04:48:55.101-07:002009-11-26T04:48:55.101-07:00Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
A...Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;<br />And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:<br />Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste;<br />Wings and no eyes, figure unheedy haste:<br />And therefore is Love said to be a child,<br />Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd.<br /><br />- A Mid-Summer Night's DreamCLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16255695487419388292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post-27972702035669865122009-11-23T17:13:38.928-07:002009-11-23T17:13:38.928-07:00Ha! Maybe there should be at least one flub every ...Ha! Maybe there should be at least one flub every Monday, and everybody has to look for it like that yellow duck in that Usborne book.Yat-Yeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04028075516122778317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post-47948428548972886852009-11-23T14:28:22.916-07:002009-11-23T14:28:22.916-07:00Gah!! That should be "lid" not "lib...Gah!! That should be <b><i>"lid"</i></b> not "lib". I think we're back to the bloopers!!!Nandinihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14288011387138842112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post-1102454317764492252009-11-23T14:26:23.393-07:002009-11-23T14:26:23.393-07:00Thanks for posting about my news, Yat-Yee :-) I lo...Thanks for posting about my news, Yat-Yee :-) I love your line from <i><b>The Sea</b></i>. It's great to *see* you online. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!!! <br /><br />From <i><b>City of Ember</b></i>, by Jeanne Duprau. When Lina and Doon see the sun come up for the first time ...<br /> <br /><i>The sky arched over them, higher than they could have imagined, a pale, clear blue. Lina felt as though a lib that had been on her all her life had been lifted off. Light and air rushed through her, making a song, like the songs of Ember, only it was a song of joy. She looked at Doon and saw that he was smiling and crying at the same time, and she realized that she was, too.</i>Nandinihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14288011387138842112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post-39071660788674387332009-11-23T10:03:35.422-07:002009-11-23T10:03:35.422-07:00Nandini's quote was great!! And a good reminde...Nandini's quote was great!! And a good reminder to be patient :)<br /><br />Here's one I liked from Beautiful Creatures:<br /><br />The truth was killing me. Maybe Lena was going to be Claimed on her sixteenth birthday, but I had been claimed since birth. I had no more control over my fate than she did. Maybe none of us did.Sherrie Petersenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11670339498152684137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post-18113951612325466922009-11-23T09:45:18.685-07:002009-11-23T09:45:18.685-07:00These are wonderful quotes! Tricia's first one...These are wonderful quotes! Tricia's first one is so touching.Davin Malasarnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09385823575081492949noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post-5803286449876266102009-11-23T09:22:52.785-07:002009-11-23T09:22:52.785-07:00Tricia: I'm glad you realized the "line&q...Tricia: I'm glad you realized the "line" part is a mere guidance. So, post away, a line, or two...Yat-Yeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04028075516122778317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4980381933042572592.post-76679072056524341662009-11-23T08:21:49.080-07:002009-11-23T08:21:49.080-07:00Okay, Yat-Yee, since I see you posted a tad more t...Okay, Yat-Yee, since I see you posted a tad more than one line, here's something I savored from Maggie Stiefvater's BALLAD:<br /><br />When I woke up, my mouth was stuffed with golden music. It was like having a song stuck in my head, but with taste and color and sensation attached to it. It was all wood smoke and beads of rain on oak leaves and shining gold strands choking me.Tricia J. O'Brienhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05993110400088806252noreply@blogger.com