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“Mengapa benda mati disebut sesuatu yang mati? Terkadang mereka lebih 'hidup' dan lebih jujur memberikan saksi.”
― Leila S. Chudori, Pulang

“Tiap orang, sebagaimanpun kita mengenalnya, selalu jauh lebih dalam dari yang kita pikir.”
― Ziggy Zezsyazeoviennazabrizkie, Jakarta Sebelum Pagi

“Bacalah banyak buku tanpa mengerti artinya. Bermainlah tanpa takut sakit. Tonton televisi tanpa takut jadi bodoh. Bermanja-manjalah tanpa takut dibenci. Makanlah tanpa takut gendut. Percayalah tanpa takut kecewa. Sayangilah orang tanpa takut dikhianati. Hanya sekarang kamu bisa mendapatkan semua itu. Rugi, kalau kamu tidak memanfaatkan saat-saat ini untuk hidup tanpa rasa takut.”
― Ziggy Zezsyazeoviennazabrizkie, Di Tanah Lada

“Tapi, yang lebih menakutkan dari apapun yang pernah kita takutkan adalah kalau kita terus-terusan merasa takut.”
― Ziggy Zezsyazeoviennazabrizkie, Jakarta Sebelum Pagi

“Yang lebih penting dari bertutur kata baik adalah bertutur kata dengan tepat.”
― Ziggy Zezsyazeoviennazabrizkie, Di Tanah Lada

“Tapi, rindu itu tidak bisa disuruh-suruh. Kalau sudah datang, dia maunya malas-malasan saja, sampai bosan sendiri dan pergi sendiri.”
― Ziggy Zezsyazeoviennazabrizkie, Semua Ikan di Langit

“Stars in the sky, stars on the ground. It’s hard to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. I feel the need to say something grand and poetic, but the only thing I come up with is “It’s lovely.”
― Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places

“But I bring it up to let you know that this is the way I feel right now. Like Pluto and Jupiter are aligned with the earth and I’m floating.”
― Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places

“The problem with people is they forget that most of the time it’s the small things that count. Everyone’s so busy waiting in the Waiting Place.”
― Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places

“I've come to believe that each of us has a personal calling that's as unique as a fingerprint - and that the best way to succeed is to discover what you love and then find a way to offer it to others in the form of service, working hard, and also allowing the energy of the universe to lead you. ”
― Oprah Winfrey

“You don't become what you want, you become what you believe.”
― Oprah Winfrey

“Wrinkles should merely indicate where the smiles have been.”
― Mark Twain

“Write without pay until somebody offers to pay.”
― Mark Twain

“You can always edit a bad page. You can't edit a blank page.”
― Jodi Picoult

“Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.”
― Mark Twain

“...unfortunately, it's true: time does heal. It will do so whether you like it or not, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. If you're not careful, time will take away everything that ever hurt you, everything you have ever lost, and replace it with knowledge. Time is a machine: it will convert your pain into experience. Raw data will be compiled, will be translated into a more comprehensible language. The individual events of your life will be transmuted into another substance called memory and in the mechanism something will be lost and you will never be able to reverse it, you will never again have the original moment back in its uncategorized, preprocessed state. It will force you to move on and you will not have a choice in the matter.”
― Charles Yu, How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe

“Aku tak ingin berakhir seperti mereka, saling mencintai. Lantas kehilangan dan kini mereka hanya mengenang dan merenung dari jauh.”
― Leila S. Chudori, Pulang

“To love someone is like moving into a house," Sonja used to say. "At first you fall in love in everything new, you wonder every morning that this is one's own, as if they are afraid that someone will suddenly come tumbling through the door and say that there has been a serious mistake and that it simply was not meant to would live so fine. But as the years go by, the facade worn, the wood cracks here and there, and you start to love this house not so much for all the ways it is perfect in that for all the ways it is not. You become familiar with all its nooks and crannies. How to avoid that the key gets stuck in the lock if it is cold outside. Which floorboards have some give when you step on them, and exactly how to open the doors for them not to creak. That's it, all the little secrets that make it your home.”
― Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Ove

“Death is a strange thing. People live their whole lives as if it does not exist, and yet it's often one of the great motivations for living. Some of us, in time, become so conscious of it that we live harder, more obstinately, with more fury. Some need its constant presence to even be aware of its antithesis. Others become so preoccupied with it that they go into the waiting room long before it has announced its arrival. We fear it, yet most of us fear more than anything that it may take someone other than ourselves. For the greatest fear of death is always that it will pass us by. And leave us there alone.”
― Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Ove

“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”
― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

“When I try to picture for myself what a happy life might look like, the picture hasn't changed very much since I was a child - a house with flowers and trees around it, and a river nearby, and a room full of books, and someone there to love me, that's all. Just to make a home there, and to care for my parents when they grow older. Never to move, never to board a plane again, just to live quietly and then be buried in the earth.”
― Sally Rooney, Beautiful World, Where Are You

“Walking around, even on a bad day, I would see things – I mean just the things that were in front of me. People’s faces, the weather, traffic. The smell of petrol from the garage, the feeling of being rained on, completely ordinary things. And in that way even the bad days were good, because I felt them and remembered feeling them. There was something delicate about living like that – like I was an instrument and the world touched me and reverberated inside me.

After a couple of months, I started to miss days. Sometimes I would fall asleep without remembering to write anything, but then other nights I’d open the book and not know what to write – I wouldn’t be able to think of anything at all. When I did make entries, they were increasingly verbal and abstract: song titles, or quotes from novels, or text messages from friends. By spring I couldn’t keep it up anymore. I started to put the diary away for weeks at a time – it was just a cheap black notebook I got at work – and then eventually I’d take it back out to look at the entries from the previous year. At that point, I found it impossible to imagine ever feeling again as I had apparently once felt about rain or flowers. It wasn’t just that I failed to be delighted by sensory experiences – it was that I didn’t actually seem to have them anymore. I would walk to work or go out for groceries or whatever and by the time I came home again I wouldn’t be able to remember seeing or hearing anything distinctive at all. I suppose I was seeing but not looking – the visual world just came to me flat, like a catalogue of information. I never looked at things anymore, in the way I had before.”
― Sally Rooney, Beautiful World, Where Are You

“Marianne had the sense that her real life was happening somewhere very far away, happening without her, and she didn't know if she would ever find out where it was or become part of it.”
― Sally Rooney, Normal People