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  • #1
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Despite our tiffs, despite her nastiness, despite all the fuss and faces she made, and the vulgarity, and the danger, and the horrible hopelessness of it all, I still dwelled deep in my elected paradise - a paradise whose skies were the color of hell-flames - but still a paradise.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

  • #2
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “You know, what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

  • #3
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses.”
    vladimir nabokov, Lolita

  • #4
    Mia Sheridan
    “You have faith in your own worth and the world won’t matter.”
    Mia Sheridan, The Wish Collector

  • #5
    Alex Michaelides
    “...we often mistake love for fireworks - for drama and dysfunction. But real love is very quiet, very still. It's boring, if seen from the perspective of high drama. Love is deep and calm - and constant.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient
    tags: love

  • #6
    Alex Michaelides
    “Choosing a lover is a lot like choosing a therapist. We need to ask ourselves, is this someone who will be honest with me, listen to criticism, admit making mistakes, and not promise the impossible?”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #7
    Alex Michaelides
    “Remember, love that doesn't include honesty doesn't deserve to be called love.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #8
    Alex Michaelides
    “We're all crazy, I believe, just in different ways.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #9
    Agatha Christie
    “Fear is incomplete knowledge”
    Agatha Christie, Death Comes as the End

  • #10
    Agatha Christie
    “Courage is the resolution to face the unforeseen.”
    Agatha Christie, Death Comes as the End

  • #11
    Agatha Christie
    “The rottenness comes from within.”
    Agatha Christie, Death Comes as the End

  • #12
    Agatha Christie
    “Handsome, strong, gay ... She felt again the thro and lilt of her blood. She had loved Kameni in that moment. She loved him now. Kameni could take the place that Khay had held in her life.
    She thought: 'We shall be happy together - yes, we shall be happy. We shall live together and take pleasure in each other and we shall have strong, handsome children. There will be busy days full of work ... and days of pleasure when we sail on the River...Life will be again as I knew it with Khay...What could I ask more than that? What do I want more than that?'
    And slowly, very slowly indeed, she turned her face towards Hori. It was as though, silently, she asked him a question.
    As though he understood her, he answered:
    'When you were a child, I loved you. I loved your grave face and the confidence with which you came to me, asking me to mend your broken toys. And then, after eight years' absence, you came again and sat here, and brought me the thoughts that were in your mind. And your mind, Renisenb, is not like the minds of the rest of your family. It does not turn in upon itself, seeking to encase itself in narrow walls. Your mind is like my mind, it looks over the River, seeing a world of changes, of new ideas - seeing a world where all things are possible to those with courage and vision...'
    She broke off, unable to find words to frame her struggling thoughts. What life would be with Hori, she did not know. In spite of his gentleness, in spite of his love for her, he would remain in some respects incalculable and incomprehensible. They would share moments of great beauty and richness together - but what of their common daily life?
    (...)
    I have made my choice, Hori. I will share my life with you for good or evil, until death comes...
    With his arms round her, with the sudden new sweetness of his face against hers, she was filled with an exultant richness of living.”
    Agatha Christie, Death Comes as the End
    tags: love

  • #13
    Agatha Christie
    “A trifle, a little, the likeness of a dream. And death comes as the end.”
    Agatha Christie, Death Comes as the End

  • #14
    Bram Stoker
    “I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.”
    Bram Stoker, Dracula

  • #15
    Bram Stoker
    “I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul.”
    Bram Stoker, Dracula

  • #16
    Bram Stoker
    “Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker”
    Bram Stoker, Dracula

  • #17
    Bram Stoker
    “I want you to believe...to believe in things that you cannot.”
    Bram Stoker, Dracula

  • #18
    Bram Stoker
    “No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.”
    Bram Stoker, Dracula

  • #19
    V.C. Andrews
    “What is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different.”
    V.C. Andrews, My Sweet Audrina

  • #20
    V.C. Andrews
    “Love doesn't always come when you want it to. Sometimes it just happens, despite your will.”
    V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

  • #21
    V.C. Andrews
    “I saw myself dancing alone, always alone,”
    V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

  • #22
    V.C. Andrews
    “How wonderful to be understood, and never have to explain.”
    V.C. Andrews, Petals on the Wind

  • #23
    V.C. Andrews
    “Angel, saint, Devil's spawn, good or evil, you've got me pinned to the wall and labeled as yours until the day I die. And if you die first, then it won't be long before I follow.”
    V.C. Andrews, Petals on the Wind
    tags: love

  • #24
    V.C. Andrews
    “Beauty thinks it needs no talent and can feed on itself, so it soon dies.”
    V.C. Andrews, Petals on the Wind

  • #25
    Arthur Golden
    “At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.”
    Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

  • #26
    Arthur Golden
    “The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.”
    Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

  • #27
    Arthur Golden
    “This is why dreams can be such dangerous things: they smolder on like a fire does, and sometimes they consume us completely.”
    Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

  • #28
    Arthur Golden
    “Adversity is like a strong wind. I don't mean just that it holds us back from places we might otherwise go. It also tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that afterward we see ourselves as we really are, and not merely as we might like to be.”
    Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

  • #29
    Arthur Golden
    “He was like a song I'd heard once in fragments but had been singing in my mind ever since.”
    Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

  • #30
    Arthur Golden
    “I dont think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.”
    Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha



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