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  • #1
    J.R. Ward
    “After a moment, Wrath turned to John. "This is Lassiter, the fallen angel. One of the last times he was here on earth, there was a plague in central Europe-"
    "Okay, that was so not my fault-"
    "-which wiped out two-thirds of the human population."
    "I'd like to remind you that you don't like humans."
    "They smell bad when they're dead."
    "All you mortal types do.”
    J.R. Ward, Lover Enshrined

  • #2
    J.R. Ward
    “They don't fit you?" V asked his roommate.
    "Not the point. No offense, but these are wicked Village People." Butch held his heavy arms out and turned in a circle, his bare chest catching the light. "I mean, come on."
    "They're for fighting, not fashion."
    "So are kilts, but you don't see me rocking the tartan."
    "And thank God for that. You're too bowlegged to pull that shit off."
    Butch assumed a bored expression. "You can bite me.”
    J.R. Ward, Lover Unbound

  • #3
    Kim Harrison
    “Plan B?' Ivy said. 'What is plan B?'
    Jenks reddened. 'Grab the fish and run like hell,' he muttered, and I almost giggled.”
    Kim Harrison, A Fistful of Charms

  • #4
    Julie Kagawa
    “But ... but what if I hit you?”
    A snort. “You’re not going to hit me.”
    “How do you know?” I bristled at his amused tone. “I could hit you. Even master swordsmen make mistakes. I could get a lucky shot, or you might not see me coming. I don’t want to hurt you.”
    He favored me with another patient look. “And how much experience do you have with swords and weapons in general?”
    “Um.” I glanced down at the saber in my hand. “Thirty seconds?”
    He smiled, that calm, irritatingly confident smirk. “You’re not going to hit me.”
    Julie Kagawa, The Iron Queen

  • #5
    Nicholas Sparks
    “Do you want a cookie?
    - What?
    - A cookie. Like an Oreo. Do you want one?
    - No.
    - How can you not want a cookie?
    - I just don't.
    - Okay, fine,let's say you did want a cookie. Let's say you were dying for a cookie, and there were cookies in the cupboard. What would you do?
    - I'd eat a cookie?
    - Exactly. That's all I'm saying.
    - What are you saying?
    - That if people want cookies, they should get a cookie. It's what people do.
    - Let me guess. Dad won't let you have a
    cookie?
    - No. Even though I'm practically starving to death, he won't even consider it. He says I have to have a sandwich first.
    - And you don't think that's fair.
    - You just said you'd get a cookie if you wanted one. So why can't I? I'm not a little kid. I can make my own decisions.
    - Hmm. I can see why this bothers you so
    much.
    - It's not fair. If he wants a cookie, he can have one. If you want a cookie,
    you can have one. But if I want a cookie, the rules don't count. Like you
    said, it's not fair.
    - So what are you going to do?
    - I'm going to eat a sandwich. Because I have to. Because the world isn't fair
    to ten-year-olds.”
    Nicholas Sparks, The Last Song

  • #6
    David Levithan
    “livid, adj.

    Fuck You for cheating on me. Fuck you for reducing it to the word cheating. As if this were a card game, and you sneaked a look at my hand. Who came up with the term cheating, anyway? A cheater, I imagine. Someone who thought liar was too harsh. Someone who thought devastator was too emotional. The same person who thought, oops, he’d gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Fuck you. This isn’t about slipping yourself an extra twenty dollars of Monopoly money. These are our lives. You went and broke our lives. You are so much worse than a cheater. You killed something. And you killed it when its back was turned.”
    David Levithan, The Lover's Dictionary

  • #7
    Jennifer Salaiz
    “Was I bitter? Absolutely. Hurt? You bet your sweet ass I was hurt. Who doesn't feel a part of their heart break at rejection. You ask yourself every question you can think of, what, why, how come, and then your sadness turns to anger. That's my favorite part. It drives me, feeds me, and makes one hell of a story.”
    Jennifer Salaiz

  • #8
    Jennifer L. Armentrout
    “Jesus.” Blake rubbed his throat. “You have anger management problems. Its like a disease.”
    “There’s a cure and it’s called kicking your ass.”
    Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx

  • #9
    David Levithan
    “It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.”
    David Levithan, The Lover's Dictionary

  • #10
    Chuck Palahniuk
    “Just for the record, the weather today is partly suspicious with chances of betrayal.”
    Chuck Palahniuk, Diary

  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “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

  • #12
    Coco Chanel
    “It’s probably not just by chance that I’m alone. It would be very hard for a man to live with me, unless he’s terribly strong. And if he’s stronger than I, I’m the one who can’t live with him. … I’m neither smart nor stupid, but I don’t think I’m a run-of-the-mill person. I’ve been in business without being a businesswoman, I’ve loved without being a woman made only for love. The two men I’ve loved, I think, will remember me, on earth or in heaven, because men always remember a woman who caused them concern and uneasiness. I’ve done my best, in regard to people and to life, without precepts, but with a taste for justice.”
    Coco Chanel

  • #13
    Gillian Flynn
    “Men always say that as the defining compliment, don’t they? She’s a cool girl. Being the Cool Girl means I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex, and jams hot dogs and hamburgers into her mouth like she’s hosting the world’s biggest culinary gang bang while somehow maintaining a size 2, because Cool Girls are above all hot. Hot and understanding. Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined, loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. Go ahead, shit on me, I don’t mind, I’m the Cool Girl.

    Men actually think this girl exists. Maybe they’re fooled because so many women are willing to pretend to be this girl. For a long time Cool Girl offended me. I used to see men – friends, coworkers, strangers – giddy over these awful pretender women, and I’d want to sit these men down and calmly say: You are not dating a woman, you are dating a woman who has watched too many movies written by socially awkward men who’d like to believe that this kind of woman exists and might kiss them. I’d want to grab the poor guy by his lapels or messenger bag and say: The bitch doesn’t really love chili dogs that much – no one loves chili dogs that much! And the Cool Girls are even more pathetic: They’re not even pretending to be the woman they want to be, they’re pretending to be the woman a man wants them to be. Oh, and if you’re not a Cool Girl, I beg you not to believe that your man doesn’t want the Cool Girl. It may be a slightly different version – maybe he’s a vegetarian, so Cool Girl loves seitan and is great with dogs; or maybe he’s a hipster artist, so Cool Girl is a tattooed, bespectacled nerd who loves comics. There are variations to the window dressing, but believe me, he wants Cool Girl, who is basically the girl who likes every fucking thing he likes and doesn’t ever complain. (How do you know you’re not Cool Girl? Because he says things like: “I like strong women.” If he says that to you, he will at some point fuck someone else. Because “I like strong women” is code for “I hate strong women.”)”
    Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

  • #14
    Mae West
    “You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
    Mae West

  • #15
    Charles Bukowski
    “I've never been lonely. I've been in a room -- I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful -- awful beyond all -- but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I'll quote Ibsen, "The strongest men are the most alone." I've never thought, "Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good." No, that won't help. You know the typical crowd, "Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?" Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have. Let's drink more wine!”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #16
    Ned Vizzini
    “I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”
    Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story

  • #17
    David Foster Wallace
    “The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #18
    Lenore Nox
    “The door closed softly behind her. She’d hoped it would slam shut, the glass in the frame shattering in thousands of irreparable pieces, but alas – fortune didn’t favor the greedy.”
    Lenore Nox, Love, Jo



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