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  • #1
    Lewis Carroll
    “If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass

  • #2
    Lewis Carroll
    “I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland/Through the Looking Glass

  • #3
    Lewis Carroll
    “Curiouser and curiouser.”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass

  • #4
    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

  • #5
    Stephen Chbosky
    “Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #6
    Stephen Chbosky
    “So, I guess we are who we are for alot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #7
    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

  • #8
    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

  • #9
    Stephen Chbosky
    “It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #10
    Stephen Chbosky
    “This moment will just be another story someday.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #11
    Stephen Chbosky
    “It's strange because sometimes, I read a book, and I think I am the people in the book.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #12
    Stephen Chbosky
    “He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #13
    Stephen Chbosky
    “I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #14
    Markus Zusak
    “I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #15
    Markus Zusak
    “Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #16
    Markus Zusak
    “A DEFINITION NOT FOUND
    IN THE DICTIONARY
    Not leaving: an act of trust and love,
    often deciphered by children”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #17
    Markus Zusak
    “I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #18
    Markus Zusak
    “Even death has a heart.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #19
    Markus Zusak
    “My heart is so tired”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #20
    Markus Zusak
    “The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. (Death)”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #21
    Markus Zusak
    “A small fact:
    You are going to die....does this worry you?”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #22
    Markus Zusak
    “She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #23
    David  Mitchell
    “My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #24
    David  Mitchell
    “A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #25
    David  Mitchell
    “Travel far enough, you meet yourself.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #26
    David  Mitchell
    “I believe there is another world waiting for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #27
    David  Mitchell
    “Power, time, gravity, love. The forces that really kick ass are all invisible.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #28
    David  Mitchell
    “...there ain't no journey what don't change you some.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #29
    Neil Gaiman
    “I can believe things that are true and things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not.

    I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen - I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones that look like wrinkled lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women.

    I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline in good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state.

    I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste.

    I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like martians in War of the Worlds.

    I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman.

    I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself.

    I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck.

    I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too.

    I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system.

    I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #30
    Neil Gaiman
    “What I say is, a town isn’t a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it’s got a bookstore, it knows it’s not foolin’ a soul.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods



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