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  • #1
    Arundhati Roy
    “She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims...”
    Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

  • #2
    Arundhati Roy
    “The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.”
    Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

  • #3
    Arundhati Roy
    “He folded his fear into a perfect rose. He held it out in the palm of his hand. She took it from him and put it in her hair.”
    Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
    tags: love

  • #4
    Arundhati Roy
    “She was perhaps too young to realize that what she assumed was her love for [him] was actually a tentative, timorous, acceptance of herself.”
    Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

  • #5
    Arundhati Roy
    “Flat muscled and honey coloured. Sea secrets in his eyes. A silver raindrop in his ear.”
    Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

  • #6
    Emily Brontë
    “He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
    Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

  • #7
    Charlotte Brontë
    “Reader, I married him.”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #8
    Charlotte Brontë
    “I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and now, at the first renewed view of him, they spontaneously revived, great and strong! He made me love him without looking at me.”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #9
    Charlotte Brontë
    “I must, then, repeat continually that we are forever sundered - and yet, while I breathe and think, I must love him.'

    - Jane Eyre”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #10
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “Sometimes I can't see myself when I'm with you. I can only just see you.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #11
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “Tiger Lily went back into the house, from which she kept watch of the ocean. She held her arms around her stomach and stayed awake. She didn't want him to catch her sleeping.

    Peter did not come that night, or the next day, and she stayed awake. She did not believe he could have really gone, because for her, to leave the person you loved was impossible.

    For three days, she kept on studying the horizon, even speaking to it, as if a ship that had already disappeared could hear her. "Choose me."

    And Peter did choose. But he chose something else.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #12
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “If there was a true moment that Tiger Lily fell so in love with Peter she could never turn back, it was that night, when he shivered and walked and told her he was warm, and told her he loved her so much. She was fierce, to be sure, but she had a girl's heart, after all. As she walked home that night, she was shaking from the largeness of it.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #13
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “There was no twinkle in his eyes.
    "Maybe I just love some of you. Maybe not enough."
    Tiger Lily blinked at him, and she didn't understand how anyone could only love a part. Her greedy heart didn't work that way.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #14
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “Many people in the village wanted her to be more of a girl, and Peter had wanted her to be large and brave but a little less large and brave than him. But Pine Sap was sure enough to want her to be exactly who she was.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #15
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “Maybe all of her strangeness, her curse, her always feeling like an outsider, had all existed so that she could belong here, with Peter.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #16
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “I could never leave,' Pine Sap said.
    'Why?' she asked.
    Pine Sap shrugged, and gestured in the direction of the village. 'Because I think people must be the same everywhere. Only these people are my bones.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #17
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “Before Peter Pan belonged to Wendy he belonged to the girl with the crow feather in her hair”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #18
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “For the next couple of weeks she held Peter like a secret in her heart, lying right under her necklace. I could see him written on her face, and Tik Tok, too, seemed to catch shadows of him, because he'd stop to stare at her, puzzled, as if he'd just seen the boy flit across her eyes-seen the ghost of the kiss lingering for a second on the skin of her neck before disappearing.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #19
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “You love me," she said. "That's enough. We love each other."

    "Yes. Yes, that's true." He smiled. "We are a love story.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #20
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “And always, I could see that, despite his weakness for her or because of it, he seemed uncatchable, as if he might slip away at any moment.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #21
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “She felt the warmth of Peter's arm under her neck, and it almost felt like he was an extension of her, and like if they had souls, they lay somewhere snug between their two bodies. Maybe all of her strangeness, her curse, her always feeling like an outsider, had all existed so that she could belong here, with Peter.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #22
    Jodi Lynn Anderson
    “When they made up, it was as if nothing had happened at all. In fact, it was like they were stuck even closer together, like they had gotten even more tangled in each other.”
    Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

  • #23
    Marie Lu
    “I don't know if anyone's ever told you this", he begins. He doesn't blush, and his eyes don't dart away. Instead I find myself staring into a pair of oceans - one perfect, the other blemished by that tiny ripple. "You're very attractive."

    I've been complimented on my appearance before. But never in his tone of voice. Of all the things he's said, I don't know why this catches me off guard. But it startles me so much that without thinking I blurt out, "I could say the same about you." I pause. "In case you didn't know."

    A slow grin spreads across his face. "Oh, trust me. I know.”
    Marie Lu, Legend

  • #24
    Marie Lu
    “The memory fades, and I’m left hanging on to the ghosts of his
    words.”
    Marie Lu, Legend

  • #25
    Marie Lu
    “He looks like an angel, if a broken one.”
    Marie Lu, Legend
    tags: day

  • #26
    Marie Lu
    “Dust everywhere... and out of that emerged this beautiful boy with the bluest eyes I'd ever seen, holding his hand out to help me to my feet.”
    Marie Lu, Legend

  • #27
    Marie Lu
    “I taste the wine on his lips. He kisses me gently at first and then, as if he's reaching for something more, he pushes me against the wall and kisses me harder. His lips are warm and so soft - his hair brushes against my face. I try to focus. (Not his first time. He's definitely kissed other girls before, and quite a few at that. He's - he seems like he's short of breath....) The details flit away. I grab at them in vain. It takes me a moment to realize I'm kissing him just as hungrily. I feel the knife at his waist against my own skin, and I tremble. It's too warm here, there's too much heat on my face.”
    Marie Lu, Legend

  • #28
    Marie Lu
    “I'm supposed to hate you for what you did, I think. But her eyes linger on me in a way that refuses to let me.”
    Marie Lu, Legend

  • #29
    Sandhya Menon
    “And then she smiled a smile so dazzling, Rishi tripped over his own feet.”
    Sandhya Menon, When Dimple Met Rishi

  • #30
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy’s white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby



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