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  • #1
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's all right to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #2
    Cassandra Clare
    “Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #3
    Cassandra Clare
    “Well, she's not responding to my advances," he observed more brightly than he felt, "so she must be dead."
    "Or she's a woman of good taste and sense.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will rolled up his sleeves. "We'll probably have to knock down the door--"
    "Or," said Jem, reaching out and giving the knob a twist, "not."
    The door swung open onto a rectangle of darkness.
    "Now, that's simply laziness," said Will.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #5
    Cassandra Clare
    “I'm trying to figure out how someone could live in a brothel for a month and not notice. You must be terribly dull-witted."
    Tessa glared.
    "If it helps at all, it seemed to be quite a high-class establishment. Nicely furnished, fairly clean..."
    "Sounds as if you've visited your fair share of brothels," Tessa said, sourly. "Making a study of them?"
    "More of a hobby," said Will, and smiled like a bad angel.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “He opened his mouth. The words were there. He was about to say them when a jolt of terror went through him, the terror of someone who, wandering in a mist, pauses only to realise that they have stopped inches from the edge of a gaping abyss. The way she was looking at him - she could read what was in his eyes, he realised. It must have been written plainly there, like words on the page of a book. There had been no time, no chance, to hide it.

    “Will,” she whispered. “Say something, Will.”

    But there was nothing to say. There was only emptiness, as there had been before her. As there would always be.

    'I have lost everything', Will thought. 'Everything.”
    Cassandra Clare

  • #7
    George Bernard Shaw
    “Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”
    George Bernard Shaw

  • #8
    Colleen Hoover
    “I take a drink of my coffee and close my eyes and cry because life can be so fucking cruel and hard, and I’ve wanted to quit living it so many times, but then moments like these remind me that happiness isn’t some permanent thing we’re all trying to achieve in life, it’s merely a thing that shows up every now and then, sometimes in tiny doses that are just substantial enough to keep us going.”
    Colleen Hoover, Reminders of Him

  • #9
    Colleen Hoover
    “When you meet someone who is good for you, they won’t fill you with insecurities by focusing on your flaws. They’ll fill you with inspiration, because they’ll focus on all the best parts of you.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #10
    Colleen Hoover
    “And I promise . . . I swear . . . that if you choose to end things between us, I will love you more as you’re walking out the door than on the day you walked down the aisle. I hope you choose the road that will make you the happiest. Even if it’s not a choice I’ll love, I will still always love you. Whether I’m a part of your life or not. You deserve happiness more than anyone I know. I love you.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #11
    Colleen Hoover
    “What did I miss while you were sleeping?”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #12
    Colleen Hoover
    “No matter how much you love someone—the capacity of that love is meaningless if it outweighs your capacity to forgive.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #13
    Colleen Hoover
    “Until then, I will continue to love you more and more with every struggle we face than I loved you when all was perfect.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects
    tags: love

  • #14
    Colleen Hoover
    “I used to be fine when I was alone. But now that I have you, I’m lonely when I’m alone.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #15
    Colleen Hoover
    “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I can’t wait to shine light on all your perfects.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #16
    Colleen Hoover
    “What is today’s date?” He is so random. I lift my head and look at him.
    “The eighth of August. Why?”
    “Just want to make sure you never forget the date the universe brought us back together.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #17
    Colleen Hoover
    “I have loved you every single second of every day since the moment I laid eyes on you. I love you more now than I did the day I married you. I love you, Quinn. I fucking love you!”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #18
    Colleen Hoover
    “I recently concluded that there’s no other explanation for how you and I could end up on the same planet, in the same species, in the same century, in the same country, in the same state, in the same town, in the same hallway, in front of the same door for the same reason at the exact same time. If God didn’t believe in me, then I’d have to believe you were just a coincidence. And you being a coincidence in my life is a lot harder for me to fathom than the mere existence of a higher power.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #19
    Colleen Hoover
    “I promise to love you more when you hate me than when you love me.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #20
    Colleen Hoover
    “I promise to love you more when you’re hurting than when you’re happy. I promise to love you more when we’re poor than when we’re swimming in riches. I promise to love you more when you’re crying than when you’re laughing. I promise to love you more when you’re sick than when you’re healthy. I promise to love you more when you hate me than when you love me. I promise to love you more as a childless woman than I would love you as a mother. And I promise . . . I swear . . . that if you choose to end things between us, I will love you more as you’re walking out the door than on the day you walked down the aisle.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #21
    Colleen Hoover
    “I miss you, Quinn. So much. You're right here, but you aren't. I don't know where you went or when you left, but I have no idea how to bring you back. I am so alone. We live together. We eat together. We sleep together. But I have never felt more alone in my entire life.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #22
    Colleen Hoover
    “If a scientist could figure out how to align the heart with the brain, there would be very little agony left in the world.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #23
    Colleen Hoover
    “I think that’s the difference in the marriages that survive and the marriages that don’t. Some people think the focus in a marriage should be put on all the perfect days. They love as much and as hard as they can when everything is going right. But if a person gives all of themselves in the good times, hoping the bad times never come, there may not be enough resources or energy left to withstand those Category 5 moments.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #24
    Colleen Hoover
    “Do you know how old the earth is, Quinn?”
    “No, but I bet I'm about to find out.”
    “Four and a half billion years old,” he says. His voice is full of wonder, like this is his absolute favorite thing to talk about. “Do you know how long ago our specific species appeared?”
    “No idea.”
    “Only two hundred thousand years ago,” he says. “Only two hundred thousand years out of four and a half billion years. It's unbelievable.” He grabs my hand and lays it palm down on his thigh. He begins tracing over the back of my hand with a lazy finger. “If the back of your hand represented the age of this earth and every species that has ever lived, the entire human race wouldn't even be visible to the naked eye. We are that insignificant.” He drags his finger to the center of the back of my hand and points to a small freckle. “From the beginning of time until now, we could combine every single human that has ever walked this earth, and all their problems and concerns as a whole wouldn't even amount to the size of this freckle right here.” He taps my hand. “Every single one of your life experiences could fit right here in this tiny freckle. So would mine. So would Beyonce's.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #25
    Colleen Hoover
    “People can’t always control who their circumstances turn them into.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #26
    Colleen Hoover
    “I don’t like talking about things that hurt. And lately everything hurts. Which is why I barely talk anymore.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #27
    Colleen Hoover
    “I'm sorry for what I did to you in your nightmare. Please forgive me tonight when you dream." I still have the card. I smile every time I think about it. Some men can't even apologize for the mistakes they make in reality. But my husband apologizes for the mistakes he makes in my dreams.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #28
    Colleen Hoover
    “Being here . . . meeting your mother and seeing where you came from and who you somehow turned out to be . . . it’s inspiring, Quinn. I don’t know how you did it, you selfless, amazing, incredible woman.”
    A lot of people can’t pinpoint the exact moment they fall in love with another person.
    I can.
    It just happened.
    And maybe it’s coincidence or maybe it’s something more, but Graham chooses this exact moment to press his forehead to mine and say, “I love you, Quinn.”
    I wrap my arms around him, grateful for every single part of him. “I love you, too.”
    Colleen Hoover, All Your Perfects

  • #29
    Fernanda Melchor
    “... y Norma cerraba los ojos de pura vergüenza, para no ver la mancha oscura que de pronto aparecía sobre su bata y empapaba la sábana de la cama; para no ver las narices fruncidas por el asco de las mujeres de las camas aledañas, ni las miradas acusadoras de las enfermeras, cuando al fin se dignaban a cambiarla, sin desamarrarla ni un solo instante de la cama porque esas habían sido las instrucciones de la trabajadora social: tenerla prisionera hasta que la policía llegara, o hasta que Norma confesara y dijera lo que había hecho, porque ni siquiera bajo la anestesia que le inyectaron antes de que el doctor le metiera fierros logró la trabajadora social sacarle algo a Norma, ni siquiera cómo se llamaba, ni que edad verdaderamente tenía, ni qué era lo que se había tomado, ni quién era la persona que se lo había dado, o dónde era que lo había botado, mucho menos por qué lo había hecho, y dónde vivía, para que la policía fuera a arrestarlo, porque el muy desgraciado se había largado después de dejarla abandonada en el hospital. ¿No le daba coraje? ¿No quería que él también pagara?”
    Fernanda Melchor, Temporada de huracanes

  • #30
    Mario Benedetti
    “Ella me daba la mano y no hacía falta más. Me alcanzaba para sentir que era bien acogido. Más que besarla, más que acostarnos juntos, más que ninguna otra cosa, ella me daba la mano y eso era amor.”
    Mario Benedetti, La tregua



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