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  • #1
    Stephanie Garber
    “Welcome, welcome to Caraval! The grandest show on land or by sea. Inside you’ll experience more wonders than most people see in a lifetime. You can sip magic from a cup and buy dreams in a bottle. But before you fully enter into our world, you must remember it’s all a game.”
    Stephanie Garber, Caraval

  • #2
    Evelyn Skye
    “Imagine, and it shall be.
    There are no limits.⁠⁠⁠⁠”
    Evelyn Skye, The Crown's Game

  • #3
    Evelyn Skye
    “As for whether the magic in The Crown’s Game is real, well . . . that depends. Do you believe in what you cannot see?”
    Evelyn Skye, The Crown's Game

  • #4
    Evelyn Skye
    “She wanted again to hold on to him, and have him hold on to her, so they could whirl together through the cosmos like galaxies that could not—and would not—be confined.”
    Evelyn Skye, The Crown's Game

  • #5
    Evelyn Skye
    “She was a diamond in a quarry full of quartz.”
    Evelyn Skye, The Crown's Game

  • #6
    “This is how it started;
    with a sister weeping in her bed;
    a child so terrified she sold herself to a thief;
    a girl so lovely, the world went to war to possess her”
    Kester Grant, The Court of Miracles

  • #7
    “Our mother the City is not a merciful mother,' she says as she gathers my hair in one hand. 'To be a girl in this city is to be weak. It is to call evil things down upon you. And the City is not kind to weak things. She sends Death the Endless to winnow the frail from the strong. You know this.”
    Kester Grant, The Court of Miracles

  • #8
    “Do not cry for me, I am already dead."
    "No, not dead, the dead at least are free.”
    Kester Grant, The Court of Miracles

  • #9
    “He is the hunting song calling through the night.
    The broken boy beneath the lash.
    It ends where it begins.
    It begins with him.”
    Kester Grant, The Court of Miracles

  • #10
    Jerry Spinelli
    “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.”
    Jerry Spinelli, Stargirl

  • #11
    Jerry Spinelli
    “She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day.”
    Jerry Spinelli, Stargirl

  • #12
    Rachel Hollis
    “Someone else’s opinion of you is none of your business.” Let me say that again for the people in the cheap seats.”
    Rachel Hollis, Girl, Wash Your Face: Stop Believing the Lies About Who You Are so You Can Become Who You Were Meant to Be

  • #13
    Zoulfa Katouh
    “I stare at him for a few more minutes, my heart expanding with love for him.
    We'll be OK,' I whisper, letting the night capture my wish. We're owed that at least. A life of not scanning rooftops, of not being relieved the ceiling didn't cave in on us during the night.
    He and I are owed a love story that doesn't end in tragedy.”
    Zoulfa Katouh, As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow

  • #14
    Zoulfa Katouh
    “Do you see the colours, Salama?' Kenan whispers.

    The sunset is gorgeous, but it pales in comparison to him. He's drenched in the dying day's glow, a kaleidoscope of shades dancing on his face. Pink, orange, yellow, purple, red. Finally settling into an azure blue. It reminds me of Layla's painting. A colour so stark it would stain my fingers were I to touch it.

    As the sun sinks, in those few precious moments when the world is caught between day and night, something shifts between Kenan and me. 'Yes,' I breathe. 'Yes.”
    Zoulfa Katouh, As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow

  • #15
    Zoulfa Katouh
    “He’s…honest. With everything. His thoughts, his expressions. He’s kind. It’s a rare kindness, Layla. I’m sure he still dreams. Maybe he’s the only one who still dreams. Maybe he’s the only one in the whole city who still dreams at night. And when he looks at me, I feel…I feel like I’m being seen, and there is…there is a tiny bit of hope.”
    Zoulfa Katouh, As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow



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