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  • #1
    Holly Black
    “Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.”
    Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

  • #2
    Holly Black
    “Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?” Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment.
    “No” I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. “Tell me.”
    "I can't.”
    Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

  • #3
    Holly Black
    “It's shocking," he says, as though he's giving me some great compliment. "I know humans can lie, but to watch you do it is incredible. Do it again.”
    Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

  • #4
    Holly Black
    “It’s funny how you get under his skin.”
    At first, I’m not sure I heard him right. I almost ask whom he’s talking about, because I can’t quite believe he’s admitting that high and mighty Cardan is affected by anything. “Like a splinter?” I say.
    “Of iron. No one else bothers him quite the way that you do.”
    Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

  • #5
    Holly Black
    “I hate him more than all the others. I hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him, I can hardly breathe.”
    Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

  • #6
    Stephen Chbosky
    “So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #7
    Stephen Chbosky
    “There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #8
    Stephen Chbosky
    “I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
    tags: moi

  • #9
    Haruki Murakami
    “let the wind change direction a little bit, and their cries turned to whispers.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #10
    Haruki Murakami
    “I miss you terribly sometimes, but in general I go on living with all the energy I can muster. Just as you take care of the birds and the fields every morning, every morning I wind my own spring.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #11
    Haruki Murakami
    “What happens when people open their hearts?"
    "They get better.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #12
    Madeline Miller
    “Name one hero who was happy."
    I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back.
    "You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward.
    "I can't."
    "I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret."
    "Tell me." I loved it when he was like this.
    "I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it."
    "Why me?"
    "Because you're the reason. Swear it."
    "I swear it," I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.
    "I swear it," he echoed.
    We sat like that a moment, hands touching. He grinned.
    "I feel like I could eat the world raw.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #13
    Madeline Miller
    “I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.
    If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth.
    As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong.
    “Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #14
    Madeline Miller
    “Achilles was looking at me. “Your hair never quite lies flat, here.” He touched my head, just behind my ear. “I don’t think I’ve ever told you how I like it.”

    My scalp prickled where his fingers had been. “You haven’t,” I said.

    “I should have.” His hand drifted down to the vee at the base of my throat, drew softly across the pulse. “What about this? Have I told you what I think of this, just here?”

    “No,” I said.

    “This surely then.” His hand moved across the muscles of my chest; my skin warmed beneath it. “Have I told you of this?”

    “That you have told me.” My breath caught a little as I spoke.

    “And what of this?” His hand lingered over my hips, drew down the line of my thigh. “Have I spoken of it?”

    “You have.”

    “And this? Surely I would not have forgotten this.” His cat’s smile. “Tell me I did not.”

    “You did not.”

    “There is this too.” His hand was ceaseless now. “I know I have told you of this.”

    I closed my eyes. “Tell me again,” I said.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #15
    Sally Rooney
    “All these years, they’ve been like two little plants sharing the same plot of soil, growing around one another, contorting to make room, taking certain unlikely positions.”
    Sally Rooney, Normal People

  • #16
    Sally Rooney
    “It feels powerful to him to put an experience down in words, like he's trapping it in a jar and it can never fully leave him.”
    Sally Rooney, Normal People

  • #17
    Sally Rooney
    “Marianne, he said, I'm not a religious person but I do sometimes think God made you for me.”
    Sally Rooney, Normal People

  • #18
    Sally Rooney
    “Connell wished he knew how other people conducted their private lives, so that he could copy from example.”
    Sally Rooney, Normal People

  • #19
    Richard Siken
    “Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you’re falling to the floor crying thinking, “I am falling to the floor crying,” but there’s an element of the ridiculous to it — you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you’re on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didn’t paint it very well.”
    Richard Siken

  • #20
    Richard Siken
    “Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #21
    Richard Siken
    “How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it's some kind of murder?”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #22
    Richard Siken
    “I wanted to explain myself to myself in an understandable way. I gave shape to my fears and made excuses. I varied my velocities, watched myselves sleep. Something's not right about what I'm doing but I'm still doing it-- living in the worst parts, ruining myself. My inner life is a sheet of black glass. If I fell through the floor I would keep falling.
    The enormity of my desire disgusts me.”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #23
    Richard Siken
    “You'd break your heart to make it bigger, so why not crack your skull when the mind swells.”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #24
    Richard Siken
    “What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn't know it's dead.”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #25
    Richard Siken
    “The enormity of my desire disgusts me.”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #26
    Richard Siken
    “It should be enough. To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn’t. It should be.”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #27
    Richard Siken
    “I cut off my head and threw it in the sky. It turned into birds. I called it thinking.”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #28
    Robert Fulghum
    “Hide-and-seek, grown-up style. Wanting to hide. Needing to be sought. Confused about being found.”
    Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten: Uncommon Thoughts on Common Things

  • #29
    Robert Fulghum
    “I get tired of hearing it's a crummy world and that people are no damned good. What kind of talk is that? I know a place in Payette, Idaho, where a cook and a waitress and a manager put everything they've got into laying a chicken-fried steak on you.”
    Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten

  • #30
    Robert Fulghum
    “And it is still true, no matter how old you are -- when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.”
    Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten



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