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  • #1
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “at last no one decided
    And no one knocked
    And no one jumped up
    And no one opened
    And there stood no one
    And no one entered
    And no one said: welcome
    And no one answered: at last”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Forever

  • #2
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “You're beautiful and sad," I said finally, not looking at him when I did. "Just like your eyes. You're like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again." For a long moment there was only the whirring sound of the tires on the road, and then Sam said softly, "Thank you.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #3
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “Books are more real when you read them outside.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #4
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “If I were a tree, I would have no reason to love a human.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

  • #5
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “You two are too cute,” the counter girl said, setting two cups piled with whipped cream on the counter. She had a sort of lopsided, open smile that made me think she laughed a lot. “Seriously. How long have you been going out?”
    Sam let go of my hands to get his wallet and took out some bills. “Six years.”
    I wrinkled my nose to cover a laugh. Of course he would count the time that we’d been two entirely different species.
    Whoa.” Counter girl nodded appreciatively. “That’s pretty amazing for a couple your age."
    Sam handed me my hot chocolate and didn’t answer. But his yellow eyes gazed at me possessively—I wondered if he realized that the way he looked at me was far more intimate than copping a feel could ever be.
    I crouched to look at the almond bark on the bottom shelf in the counter. I wasn’t quite bold enough to look at either of them when I admitted, “Well, it was love at first sight.”
    The girl sighed. “That is just so romantic. Do me a favor, and don’t you two ever change. The world needs more love at first sight.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #6
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I say, 'I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick.'
    Now he looks at me. He says, very softly, 'It's late for that, Puck.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

  • #7
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I said uselessly, "Sam, don't go."

    Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine.

    "These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it's me. Please.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #8
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “This is a love story. I never knew there were so many kinds of love or that love could make people do so many different things.

    I never knew there were so many different ways to say goodbye.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

  • #9
    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

  • #10
    Richard Siken
    “You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.”
    richard siken

  • #11
    Richard Siken
    “Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
    These, our bodies, possessed by light.
    Tell me we'll never get used to it.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #12
    Richard Siken
    “We have not touched the stars,
    nor are we forgiven, which brings us back
    to the hero’s shoulders and the gentleness that comes,
    not from the absence of violence, but despite
    the abundance of it.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #13
    Richard Siken
    “A man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river
                        but then he’s still left
    with the river. A man takes his sadness and throws it away
                                                                            but then he’s still left with his hands.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #14
    Richard Siken
    “Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake
                                                                                    and dress them in warm clothes again.
              How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running
    until they forget that they are horses.
                        It’s not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere,
              it’s more like a song on a policeman’s radio,
                                  how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days
    were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple
                                                                                                                            to slice into pieces.
    Look at the light through the windowpane. That means it’s noon, that means
              we're inconsolable.
                                                                Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
    These, our bodies, possessed by light.
                                                                                              Tell me we’ll never get used to it.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #15
    Richard Siken
    “Everyone needs a place. It shouldn't be inside of someone else.”
    richard siken

  • #16
    Richard Siken
    “Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t. Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don’t, they’ll die. Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.”
    Richard Siken

  • #17
    Richard Siken
    “The blond boy in the red trunks is holding your head underwater because he is trying to kill you, and you deserve it, you do, and you know this, and you are ready to die in this swimming pool because you wanted to touch his hands and lips and this means your life is over anyway. You’re in eighth grade. You know these things. You know how to ride a dirt bike, and you know how to do long division, and you know that a boy who likes boys is a dead boy, unless he keeps his mouth shut, which is what you didn't do, because you are weak and hollow and it doesn't matter anymore.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #18
    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

  • #19
    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

  • #20
    Richard Siken
    “Oh, the body—its hungers, needs, and limitations. You look at somebody and you realize that they’re in there, inside there, somewhere, and how will you ever reach them, understand them?”
    Richard Siken

  • #21
    Richard Siken
    “He knows that when you snap a mast it's time to get a set of oars or learn how to breathe underwater. Rely on one thing too long and when it disappears and you have nothing–well, that's just bad planning. It's embarrassing, to think it could never happen. It happens.”
    Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

  • #22
    Pablo Neruda
    “I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; So I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #23
    Francesca Zappia
    “Broken people don't hide from their monsters. Broken people let themselves be eaten.”
    Francesca Zappia, Eliza and Her Monsters

  • #24
    “As soon as I began to study my perception, to look at my own experience, I found that there were different ways of perceiving and that the different ways provided me with different facts. There was a narrow focus which meant seeing life as if from blinkers and with the centre of awareness in my head; and there was a wide focus which meant knowing with the whole of my body, a way of looking which quite altered my perception of whatever I saw. And I found that the narrow focus way was the way of reason. If one was in the habit of arguing about life it was very difficult not to approach sensation with the same concentrated attention and so shut out its width and depth and height. But it was the wide focus way that made me happy.”
    Marion Milner, A Life of One's Own

  • #25
    Katherine Mansfield
    “What I feel for you can’t be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise — it beats words. It beats worlds.”
    Katherine Mansfield
    tags: love

  • #26
    “I burned so long so quiet you must have wondered
    if I loved you back. I did, I did, I do.”
    Annelyse Gelman

  • #27
    David   Jones
    “I ache for you with A pain far deeper Than I ever thought I could feel.”
    David Jones, Love and Space Dust

  • #28
    David   Jones
    “There seemed to be two worlds. The one before and after you.”
    David Jones, Love and Space Dust

  • #29
    David   Jones
    “I am so afraid. Time will steal you away and I can already hear his hurried footsteps.”
    David Jones, Love and Space Dust

  • #30
    David   Jones
    “We are nothing but space dust, trying to find its way back to the stars.”
    David Jones, Love and Space Dust



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