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  • #1
    Stephen Chbosky
    “Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
    he wrote a poem
    And he called it "Chops"
    because that was the name of his dog

    And that's what it was all about
    And his teacher gave him an A
    and a gold star
    And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
    and read it to his aunts
    That was the year Father Tracy
    took all the kids to the zoo

    And he let them sing on the bus
    And his little sister was born
    with tiny toenails and no hair
    And his mother and father kissed a lot
    And the girl around the corner sent him a
    Valentine signed with a row of X's

    and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
    And his father always tucked him in bed at night
    And was always there to do it

    Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
    he wrote a poem
    And he called it "Autumn"

    because that was the name of the season
    And that's what it was all about
    And his teacher gave him an A
    and asked him to write more clearly
    And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
    because of its new paint

    And the kids told him
    that Father Tracy smoked cigars
    And left butts on the pews
    And sometimes they would burn holes
    That was the year his sister got glasses
    with thick lenses and black frames
    And the girl around the corner laughed

    when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
    And the kids told him why
    his mother and father kissed a lot
    And his father never tucked him in bed at night
    And his father got mad
    when he cried for him to do it.


    Once on a paper torn from his notebook
    he wrote a poem
    And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
    because that was the question about his girl
    And that's what it was all about
    And his professor gave him an A

    and a strange steady look
    And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
    because he never showed her
    That was the year that Father Tracy died
    And he forgot how the end
    of the Apostle's Creed went

    And he caught his sister
    making out on the back porch
    And his mother and father never kissed
    or even talked
    And the girl around the corner
    wore too much makeup
    That made him cough when he kissed her

    but he kissed her anyway
    because that was the thing to do
    And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
    his father snoring soundly

    That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
    he tried another poem

    And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
    Because that's what it was really all about
    And he gave himself an A
    and a slash on each damned wrist
    And he hung it on the bathroom door
    because this time he didn't think

    he could reach the kitchen.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #2
    Orhan Pamuk
    “In fact no one recognizes the happiest moment of their lives as they are living it. It may well be that, in a moment of joy, one might sincerely believe that they are living that golden instant "now," even having lived such a moment before, but whatever they say, in one part of their hearts they still believe in the certainty of a happier moment to come. Because how could anyone, and particularly anyone who is still young, carry on with the belief that everything could only get worse: If a person is happy enough to think he has reached the happiest moment of his life, he will be hopeful enough to believe his future will be just as beautiful, more so.”
    Orhan Pamuk, The Museum of Innocence

  • #3
    Haruki Murakami
    “Don't pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world? Remove everything pointless from an imperfect life, and it'd lose even its imperfection.”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #4
    Haruki Murakami
    “Who can really distinguish between the sea and what's reflected in it? Or tell the difference between the falling rain and loneliness?”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #5
    Haruki Murakami
    “Understanding is but the sum of misunderstandings.”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #6
    Jhumpa Lahiri
    “That's the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet.”
    Jhumpa Lahiri, The Namesake

  • #7
    Jhumpa Lahiri
    “He owned an expensive camera that required thought before you pressed the shutter, and I quickly became his favorite subject, round-faced, missing teeth, my thick bangs in need of a trim. They are still the pictures of myself I like best, for they convey that confidence of youth I no longer possess, especially in front of a camera.”
    Jhumpa Lahiri, Unaccustomed Earth

  • #8
    Jhumpa Lahiri
    “One hand, five homes. A lifetime in a fist.”
    Jhumpa Lahiri, The Namesake

  • #9
    Orhan Pamuk
    “When we lose people we love, we should never disturb their souls, whether living or dead. Instead, we should find consolation in an object that reminds you of them, something...I don't know...even an earring”
    Orhan Pamuk, The Museum of Innocence

  • #10
    John Green
    “The world is not a wish-granting factory.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #11
    Haruki Murakami
    “If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #12
    John Green
    “As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #13
    John Green
    “Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #14
    John Green
    “You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #15
    John Green
    “What a slut time is. She screws everybody.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #16
    John Green
    “There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #17
    John Green
    “May I see you again?" he asked. There was an endearing nervousness in his voice.

    I smiled. "Sure."

    "Tomorrow?" he asked.

    "Patience, grasshopper," I counseled. "You don't want to seem overeager.

    "Right, that's why I said tomorrow," he said. "I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow." I rolled my eyes. "I'm serious," he said.

    "You don't even know me," I said. I grabbed the book from the center console. "How about I call you when I finish this?"

    "But you don't even have my phone number," he said.

    "I strongly suspect you wrote it in this book."

    He broke out into that goofy smile. "And you say we don't know each other.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #18
    John Green
    “Without pain, how could we know joy?' This is an old argument in the field of thinking about suffering and its stupidity and lack of sophistication could be plumbed for centuries but suffice it to say that the existence of broccoli does not, in any way, affect the taste of chocolate.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #19
    John Green
    “Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #20
    Haruki Murakami
    “Don't feel sorry for yourself. Only assholes do that.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #21
    Haruki Murakami
    “I really like you, Midori. A lot.”
    “How much is a lot?”
    “Like a spring bear,” I said.
    “A spring bear?” Midori looked up again. “What’s that all about? A spring bear.”
    “You’re walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes walking along. And he says to you, “Hi, there, little lady. Want to tumble with me?’ So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each other’s arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?”
    “Yeah. Really nice.”
    “That’s how much I like you.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #22
    Haruki Murakami
    “If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get used to the dark”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #23
    Haruki Murakami
    “Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene, I hardly paid it any mind. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression, certainly never imagined that eighteen years later I would recall it in such detail. I didn't give a damn about the scenery that day. I was thinking about myself. I was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to me. I was thinking about the two of us together, and then about myself again. It was the age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, every thought came back, like a boomerang, to me. And worse, I was in love. Love with complications. The scenery was the last thing on my mind.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #24
    Haruki Murakami
    “So what’s wrong if there happens to be one guy in the world who enjoys trying to understand you?”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #25
    Haruki Murakami
    “With my eyes closed, I would touch a familiar book and draw its fragrance deep inside me. This was enough to make me happy. ”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #26
    John Green
    “But it is the nature of stars to cross, and never was Shakespeare more wrong than when he has Cassius note, ‘The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #27
    John Green
    “You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #28
    Haruki Murakami
    “Sometimes I feel so- I don’t know - lonely. The kind of helpless feeling when everything you’re used to has been ripped away. Like there’s no more gravity, and I’m left to drift in outer space with no idea where I’m going’
    Like a little lost Sputnik?’
    I guess so.”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #29
    Haruki Murakami
    “Don't pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world?”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #30
    Haruki Murakami
    “In dreams you don't need to make any distinctions between things. Not at all. Boundaries don't exist. So in dreams there are hardly ever collisions. Even if there are, they don't hurt. Reality is different. Reality bites. Reality, reality.”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart



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