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“There are a hundred trillion cells in the human body, and every single one of the cells of my body loves you. We shed cells, and grow new ones, and my new cells love you more than the old ones, which is why I love you more every day than I did the day before. It’s science. And when I die and they burn my body and I become ashes that mix with the air, and part of the ground and the trees and the stars, everyone who breathes that air or sees the flowers that grow out of the ground or looks up at the stars will remember you and love you, because I love you that much.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

“Saying 'I notice you're a nerd' is like saying, 'Hey, I notice that you'd rather be intelligent than be stupid, that you'd rather be thoughtful than be vapid, that you believe that there are things that matter more than the arrest record of Lindsay Lohan. Why is that?' In fact, it seems to me that most contemporary insults are pretty lame. Even 'lame' is kind of lame. Saying 'You're lame' is like saying 'You walk with a limp.' Yeah, whatever, so does 50 Cent, and he's done all right for himself.”
― John Green

“Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?'
Jace said, "Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself."
..."At least," she said, "you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland."
"Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“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

“You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.”
― C.S. Lewis

“There is no pretending," Jace said with absolute clarity. "I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

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

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

“The marks humans leave are too often scars.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“A person's a person, no matter how small.”
― Dr. Seuss, Horton Hears a Who!

“I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.”
― C.S. Lewis

“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”
― C.S. Lewis

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”
― William Shakespeare, The Tempest

“Sleep is good, he said, and books are better.”
― George R. R. Martin

“I did something brave, then. Or stupid. Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“I'm not sure you can appreciate how much I want to lay you out before me and make you scream my name.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“You will love him to ruins.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“Now you're just being cruel."

"I like pushing your buttons."

"You'd enjoy it more if you undid them first.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“It doesn’t matter what we are. It matters what we do.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“What do I sound like?" I asked, more breathily than I intended. God, so predictable.
He considered his answer for a moment before he gave it. "Dissonant," he said finally.
"Meaning?"
Another long pause. "Unstable."
Hmm.
He shook his head. "Not the way you're thinking," he said, the shadow of a smile on his lips. "In music, consonant chords are points of arrival. Rest. There's no tension," he tried to explain. "Most pop music hooks are consonant, which is why most people like them. They're catchy but interchangeable. Boring. Dissonant intervals, however, are full of tension," he said, holding my gaze. "You can't predict which way they're going to go. It makes limited people uncomfortable - frustrated, because they don't understand the point, and people hate what they don't understand. But the ones who get it," he said, lifting a hand to my face, "find it fascinating. Beautiful." He traced the shape of my mouth with his thumb. "Like you.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“You like them," I realized.
Noah's eyebrows lifted in question.
"Like as people."
"As opposed to...furniture?"
"They're my PARENTS."
"That is my understanding, yes.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“There will come a moment when there's nothing you want more than us. Together. When you're free of every fear and there is nothing in our way.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“The people we care about are always worth more to us than the people we don't. No matter what anyone pretends.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“There is no truth," Stephanie said mysterously. "Only perspectives.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“There's some fuckery afoot.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“Our mouths were fluent in the language of each other and we moved with one mind and shared the same breath.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“My father might be right. If I lost Noah, I might just lose my mind.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

“I was falling apart, and all my pieces were scattering to the wind.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer