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  • #1
    Dr. Seuss
    “You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
    Dr. Seuss

  • #2
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #3
    Francesca Zappia
    “- What kind of guy is usually interested in you?
    - The kind I make up in my head.”
    Francesca Zappia, Eliza and Her Monsters

  • #4
    Leigh Bardugo
    “You know the problem with heroes and saints, Nikolai?” I asked as I closed the book’s cover and headed for the door. “They always end up dead.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #5
    John Green
    “I will get forgotten, but the stories will last. And so we all matter -- maybe less than a lot, but always more than none.”
    John Green, An Abundance of Katherines

  • #6
    Erin Morgenstern
    “The finest of pleasures are always the unexpected ones.”
    Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus

  • #7
    William Shakespeare
    “Love me or hate me, both are in my favor. For if you love me I will always be in your heart; if you hate me I will always be in your mind.”
    William Shakespeare

  • #8
    Marie Lu
    “But sometimes, people kick you to the ground at recess because they think the shape of your eyes is funny. They lunge at you because they see a vulnerable body. Or a different skin color. Or a different name. Or a girl. They think that you won't hit back - that you'll just lower your eyes and hide. And sometimes, to protect yourself, to make it go away, you do.

    But sometimes, you find yourself standing in exactly the right position, wielding exactly the right weapon to hit back.”
    Marie Lu, Warcross

  • #9
    John Green
    “You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.”
    John Green

  • #10
    J.K. Rowling
    “It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #11
    Lemony Snicket
    “It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.”
    Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid

  • #12
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them.
    Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness.
    Her raven boys.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #13
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “While I'm gone," Gansey said, pausing, "dream me the world. Something new for every night.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #14
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I am being perfectly fucking civil.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #15
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “If you never saw the stars, candles were enough.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #16
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “She wore a dress Ronan thought looked like a lampshade. Whatever sort of lamp it belonged on, Gansey clearly wished he had one.
    Ronan wasn't a fan of lamps.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #17
    Maggie Stiefvater
    Want and need were words that got eaten smaller and smaller: Freedom, autonomy, a perennial bank balance, a stainless-steel condo in a dustless city, a silky black car, to make out with Blue, eight hours of sleep, a cell phone, a bed, to kiss Blue just once, a blister-less heel, bacon for breakfast, to hold Blue's hand, one hour of sleep, toilet paper, deodorant, a soda, a minute to close his eyes.

    What do you want, Adam?

    To feel awake when my eyes are open.
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #18
    Hafsah Faizal
    “Love is for children, said the girl.
    Death is for fools, said the shadow.
    Darkness is my destiny, said the boy.
    Allegiance is my undoing, said the eagle.
    Suffering is our fate, said the beauty.
    And they were all horribly wrong.”
    Hafsah Faizal, We Hunt the Flame

  • #19
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “Gansey could’ve had any and all of the friends that he wanted. Instead he had chosen the three of them, three guys who should’ve, for three different reasons, been friendless.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

  • #20
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “My words are unerring tools of
    destruction, and I’ve come unequipped with the ability to disarm them.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

  • #21
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Do you remember when we first met? I thought I had wandered into a dream.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #22
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar



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