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  • #1
    Deborah Harkness
    “It begins with absence and desire.
    It begins with blood and fear.
    It begins with a discovery of witches.”
    Deborah Harkness, A Discovery of Witches

  • #2
    Diana Gabaldon
    “Then let amourous kisses dwell
    On our lips, begin and tell
    A Thousand and a Hundred score
    A Hundred and a Thousand more”
    Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber

  • #3
    Cassandra Clare
    “Zhi yin. Jem had told her once that it meant understanding music, and also a bond that went deeper than friendship. Jem played, and he played the years of Will's life as he had seen them. He played two little boys in the training room, one showing the other how to throw knives, and he played the ritual of parabatai: the fire and the vows and burning runes. He played two young men running through the streets of London in the dark, stopping to lean up against a wall and laugh together. He played the day in the library when he and Will had jested with Tessa about ducks, and he played the train to Yorkshire on which Jem had said that parabatai were meant to love each other as they loved their own souls. He played that love, and he played their love for Tessa, and hers for them, and he played Will saying, In your eyes I have always found grace. He played the too few times he had seen them since he had joined the Brotherhood- the brief meetings at the Institute; the time when Will had been bitten by a Shax demon and nearly died, and Jem had come from the Silent City and sat with him all night, risking discovery and punishment. And he played the birth of their first son, and the protection ceremony that had been carried out on the child in the Silent City. Will would have no other Silent Brother but Jem perform it. And Jem played the way he had covered his scarred face with his hands and turned away when he'd found out the child's name was James.
    He played of love and loss and years of silence, words unsaid and vows unspoken, and all the spaces between his heart and theirs; and when he was done, and he'd set the violin back in its box, Will's eyes were closed, but Tessa's were full of tears. Jem set down his bow, and came toward the bed, drawing back his hood, so she could see his closed eyes and his scarred face. And he had sat down beside them on the bed, and taken Will's hand, the one that Tessa was not holding, and both Will and Tessa heard Jem's voice in their minds.
    I take your hand, brother, so that you may go in peace.
    Will had opened the blue eyes that had never lost their color over all the passing years, and looked at Jem and then Tessa, and smiled, and died, with Tessa's head on his shoulder and his hand in Jem's.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #4
    “Do you want to know why men name their penis? So the most important decisions in their life aren't made by a stranger.”
    Linda Howard, After the Night

  • #5
    E.L. James
    “No. No!” he says.
    “I . . .” He looks wildly around the room. For inspiration? For divine intervention? I don’t know.

    “You can’t go. Ana, I love you!”
    “I love you, too, Christian, it’s just—”
    “No . . . no!” he says in desperation and puts both hands on his head. “Christian . . .”
    “No,” he breathes, his eyes wide with panic, and suddenly he drops to his knees in front of me, head bowed, long-fingered hands spread out on his thighs. He takes a deep breath and doesn’t move. What?
    “Christian, what are you doing?”
    He continues to stare down, not looking at me.
    “Christian! What are you doing?”
    My voice is high-pitched. He doesn’t move.
    “Christian, look at me!” I command in panic. His head sweeps up without hesitation, and he regards me passively with his cool gray gaze—he’s almost serene . . . expectant.
    Holy Fuck . . . Christian. The submissive.”
    E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

  • #6
    Deborah Harkness
    “As far as I can tell there are only two emotions that keep the world spinning year after year...One is fear. The other is desire.”
    Deborah Harkness, A Discovery of Witches

  • #7
    Deborah Harkness
    “Somewhere in the center of my soul, a rusty chain began to unwind. It freed itself, link by link, from where it had rested, unobserved, waiting for him. My hands, which had been balled up and pressed against his chest, unfurled with it. The chain continued to drop, to an unfathomable depth where there was nothing but darkness and Matthew. At last it snapped to its full length, anchoring me to a vampire. Despite the manuscript, despite the fact that my hands contained enough voltage to run a microwave, and despite the photograph, as long as I was connected to him, I was safe.”
    Deborah Harkness, A Discovery of Witches

  • #8
    Deborah Harkness
    “His full name is Matthew Gabriel Philippe Bertrand Sebastien de Clermont. He was also a very good Sebastien, and a passable Gabriel. He hates Bertrand and will not answer to Philippe.”
    Deborah Harkness, A Discovery of Witches

  • #9
    Deborah Harkness
    “Gallowglass returned to Sporrengasse with two vampires and a pretzel.”
    Deborah Harkness, Shadow of Night

  • #10
    Deborah Harkness
    “Desire urges me on as fear bridles me" Bruno.”
    Deborah Harkness, A Discovery of Witches

  • #11
    George Carlin
    “That's why they call it the American Dream, because you have to be asleep to believe it.”
    George Carlin

  • #12
    Erin Morgenstern
    “I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.”
    Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus

  • #13
    Nora Ephron
    “Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.”
    Nora Ephron

  • #14
    George Carlin
    “Here's all you have to know about men and women: women are crazy, men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid.”
    George Carlin, When Will Jesus Bring The Pork Chops?

  • #15
    Cassandra Clare
    “And second, keep in mind that you are a weapon. In theory, when you're done with training, you should be able to kick a hole in a wall or knock out a moose with a single punch."
    "I would never hit a moose," said Clary. "They're endangered.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    Tess, Tess, Tessa.

    Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it – a heart ringing – but when you touch me that is what it is like: as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.

    Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die.

    I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free.

    And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart.

    You are not the last dream of my soul.

    You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth.

    With hope at least,
    Will Herondale

    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #17
    Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another What! You
    “Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .”
    C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

  • #18
    Abraham Lincoln
    “Do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?”
    Abraham Lincoln

  • #19
    Marilyn Monroe
    “If you can make a woman laugh, you can make her do anything.”
    Marilyn Monroe

  • #20
    Christopher Hitchens
    “Everybody does have a book in them, but in most cases that's where it should stay.”
    Christopher Hitchens

  • #21
    Charles M. Schulz
    “Happiness is a warm puppy.”
    Charles M. Schulz

  • #22
    Sylvia Townsend Warner
    “It is best as one grows older to strip oneself of possessions, to shed oneself downward like a tree, to be almost wholly earth before one dies.”
    Sylvia Townsend Warner, Lolly Willowes

  • #23
    “It's cooler to be strong.”
    Lady Gaga

  • #24
    “How did sex come to be thought of as dirty in the first place? God must have been a Republican. ”
    Will Durst

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Let me give you a piece of advice. The handsome young fellow who's trying to rescue you from a hideous fate is never wrong. Not even if he says the sky is purple and made of hedgehogs.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “He bent to put his cheek against hers. His breath against her ear made her shudder with each deliberately spoken word. "I have wanted to do this," he said, "every moment of every hour of every day that I have been with you since the day I met you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “Patriotic?” Will looked smug. “I’ll tell you what’s patriotic,” he said. “In honor of my birthplace, I’ve the dragon of Wales tattooed on my—”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “Bright star,” Magnus said, and his eyes were thoughtful, as if he were remembering something, or someone. “Those of you who are mortal, you burn so fiercely. And you fiercer than most, Will. I will not ever forget you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #29
    E.B. White
    “Why did you do all this for me?' he asked. 'I don't deserve it. I've never done anything for you.' 'You have been my friend,' replied Charlotte. 'That in itself is a tremendous thing.”
    E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web

  • #30
    Zelda Fitzgerald
    “Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.”
    Zelda Fitzgerald



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