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    Virginia Woolf
    “I am alone. They have gone into the house for breakfast, and I am left standing by the wall among the flowers. It is very early, before lessons. Flower after flower is specked on the depths of green. The petals are harlequins. Stalks rise from the black hollows beneath. The flowers swim like fish made of light upon the dark, green waters. I hold a stalk in my hand. I am the stalk. My roots go down to the depths of the world, through earth dry with brick, and damp earth, through veins of lead and silver. I am all fibre. All tremors shake me, and the weight of the earth is pressed to my ribs. Up here my eyes are green leaves, unseeing.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #2
    Krystal Sutherland
    “My sisters. My blood. My skin. What a gruesome bond we shared.”
    Krystal Sutherland, House of Hollow

  • #3
    Krystal Sutherland
    “Some people go missing because they want to; some go missing because they’re taken. And then there are the others—those who go missing because they fall through a gap somewhere and can’t claw their way back.”
    Krystal Sutherland, House of Hollow

  • #4
    Krystal Sutherland
    “Why are you so beautiful, do you think? So hungry? So able to bend the wills of those around you? You are like the death flowers that grow rampant in your wake: lovely to look at, intoxicating even, but get too close and you will soon learn that there is something rank beneath. That’s what beauty often is, in nature. A warning. A disguise.”
    Krystal Sutherland, House of Hollow

  • #5
    Naomi Novik
    “But the world I wanted wasn't the world I lived in, and if I would do nothing until I could repair every terrible thing at once, I would do nothing forever.”
    Naomi Novik, Spinning Silver

  • #6
    Naomi Novik
    “But I had not known that I was strong enough to do any of those things until they were over and I had done them. I had to do the work first, not knowing.”
    Naomi Novik, Spinning Silver

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    Kate Elizabeth Russell
    “I can’t lose the thing I’ve held onto for so long, you know?” My face twists up from the pain of pushing it out. “I just really need it to be a love story, you know? I really, really need it to be that.”
    “I know,” she says.
    “Because if it isn’t a love story, then what is it”? I look to her glassy eyes, her face of wide open empathy. “It’s my life,” I say. “This has been my whole life.”
    Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa

  • #8
    Kate Elizabeth Russell
    “Somehow I sensed what was coming for me even then. Really, though, what girl doesn’t? It looms over you, that threat of violence. They drill the danger into your head until it starts to feel inevitable. You grow up wondering when it’s finally going to happen.”
    Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa

  • #9
    Kate Elizabeth Russell
    “I wonder how much victimhood they’d be willing to grant a girl like me.”
    Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa

  • #10
    Kate Elizabeth Russell
    “An older man using a girl to feel better about himself - how easily the story becomes a cliché if you look at it without the soft focus of romance”
    Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa

  • #11
    Sylvia Plath
    “I'll call you. Take care." And he was gone. So the rain comes down hard outside my room, and like Eddie Cohen," I say, "... fifteen thousand years - - - of what? We're still nothing but animals.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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    Peter S. Beagle
    “We are not always what we seem, and hardly ever what we dream.”
    Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

  • #13
    Peter S. Beagle
    “I have been mortal, and some part of me is mortal yet. I am full of tears and hunger and the fear of death, although I cannot weep, and I want nothing, and I cannot die. I am not like the others now, for no unicorn was ever born who could regret, but I do. I regret.”
    Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

  • #14
    Rebecca   Ross
    “It takes courage to let down your armor, to welcome people to see you as you are. Sometimes I feel the same as you: I can’t risk having people behold me as I truly am. But there’s also a small voice in the back of my mind, a voice that tells me, “You will miss so much by being so guarded.”
    Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals

  • #15
    Rebecca   Ross
    “Iris,” said Roman, “you are worthy of love. You are worthy to feel joy right now, even in the darkness. And just in case you’re wondering … I’m not going anywhere, unless you tell me to leave, and even then, we might need to negotiate.”
    Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals

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    Rebecca   Ross
    “But I realize that people are just people, and they carry their own set of fears, dreams, desires, pains, and mistakes. I can’t expect someone else to make me feel complete; I must find it on my own. And I think I was always writing for myself, to sort through my loss and worry and tangled ambitions. Even now, I think about how effortless it is to lose oneself in words, and yet also find who you are.”
    Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals

  • #17
    Gail Carson Levine
    “A library is infinity under a roof.”
    Gail Carson Levine

  • #18
    Gail Carson Levine
    “There's nothing wrong with reading a book you love over and over. When you do, the words get inside you, become a part of you, in a way that words in a book you've read only once can't.”
    Gail Carson Levine, Writing Magic: Creating Stories that Fly

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    Sarah J. Maas
    “To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”
    Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

  • #20
    Sarah J. Maas
    “She was fire, and light, and ash, and embers. She was Aelin Fireheart, and she bowed for no one and nothing, save the crown that was hers by blood and survival and triumph.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

  • #21
    Sarah J. Maas
    “She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius—­and she would not be afraid.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #22
    Sarah J. Maas
    “She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #23
    Sarah J. Maas
    “You could rattle the stars," she whispered. "You could do anything, if only you dared. And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #24
    Ray Bradbury
    “Sunsets are loved because they vanish.

    Flowers are loved because they go.

    The dogs of the field and the cats of the kitchen are loved because soon they must depart.

    These are not the sole reasons, but at the heart of morning welcomes and afternoon laughters is the promise of farewell. In the gray muzzle of an old dog we see goodbye. In the tired face of an old friend we read long journeys beyond returns.”
    Ray Bradbury, From the Dust Returned

  • #25
    V.C. Andrews
    “It is so appropriate to color hope yellow, like the sun we seldom saw. And as I begin to copy from the old memorandum journals that I kept for so long, a title comes as if inspired. 'Open the Window and Stand in the Sunshine.' Yet, I hesitate to name our story that. For I think of us more as flowers in the attic.”
    V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

  • #26
    V.C. Andrews
    “People never really died. They only went on to a better place, to wait a while for their loved ones to join them. And then once more they went back to the world, in the same way they had arrived the first time around.”
    V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

  • #27
    V.C. Andrews
    “Love doesn't always come when you want it to. Sometimes it just happens, despite your will.”
    V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

  • #28
    Shirley Jackson
    “No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality.”
    Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

  • #29
    Shirley Jackson
    “Eleanor looked up, surprised; the little girl was sliding back in her chair, sullenly refusing her milk, while her father frowned and her brother giggled and her mother said calmly, 'She wants her cup of stars.'

    Indeed yes, Eleanor thought; indeed, so do I; a cup of stars, of course.

    'Her little cup,' the mother was explaining, smiling apologetically at the waitress, who was thunderstruck at the thought that the mill's good country milk was not rich enough for the little girl. 'It has stars in the bottom, and she always drinks her milk from it at home. She calls it her cup of stars because she can see the stars while she drinks her milk.' The waitress nodded, unconvinced, and the mother told the little girl, 'You'll have your milk from your cup of stars tonight when we get home. But just for now, just to be a very good little girl, will you take a little milk from this glass?'

    Don't do it, Eleanor told the little girl; insist on your cup of stars; once they have trapped you into being like everyone else you will never see your cup of stars again; don't do it; and the little girl glanced at her, and smiled a little subtle, dimpling, wholly comprehending smile, and shook her head stubbornly at the glass. Brave girl, Eleanor thought; wise, brave girl.”
    Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

  • #30
    Shirley Jackson
    “Fear," the doctor said, "is the relinquishment of logic, the willing relinquishing of reasonable patterns. We yield to it or we fight it, but we cannot meet it halfway.”
    Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House



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