Sanny Oropel
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Member Since
February 2010
URL
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Snippets of Imagery
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published
2014
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3 editions
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“I want to do Sunday brunch. I want to make love when it’s raining. I want to kiss when I wake up. I want to hold hands and never, ever, ever, let go.
I want to do all of these.
I want to do all of these with you.”
― Snippets of Imagery
I want to do all of these.
I want to do all of these with you.”
― Snippets of Imagery
“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.”
― The Fault in Our Stars
― The Fault in Our Stars
“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.”
― The Fault in Our Stars
― The Fault in Our Stars
“You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.”
― The Fault in Our Stars
― The Fault in Our Stars
“Books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.”
― The Fault in Our Stars
― The Fault in Our Stars
“She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a cork board like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.”
― Stargirl
― Stargirl
















