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  • #1
    John Green
    “The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #2
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “You won’t understand what I mean now, but someday you will: the only trick of friendship, I think, is to find people who are better than you are—not smarter, not cooler, but kinder, and more generous, and more forgiving—and then to appreciate them for what they can teach you, and to try to listen to them when they tell you something about yourself, no matter how bad—or good—it might be, and to trust them, which is the hardest thing of all. But the best, as well.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #3
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “Who am I? Who am I?”
    “You’re Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You’re the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You’re the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de los Santos, of the Henry Youngs. You’re a New Yorker. You live in SoHo. You volunteer for an arts organization; you volunteer for a food kitchen. You’re a swimmer. You’re a baker. You’re a cook. You’re a reader. You have a beautiful voice, though you never sing anymore. You’re an excellent pianist. You’re an art collector. You write me lovely messages when I’m away. You’re patient. You’re generous. You’re the best listener I know. You’re the smartest person I know, in every way. You’re the bravest person I know, in every way. You’re a lawyer. You’re the chair of the litigation department at Rosen Pritchard and Klein. You love your job; you work hard at it. You’re a mathematician. You’re a logician. You’ve tried to teach me, again and again. You were treated horribly. You came out on the other end. You were always you.”

    "And who are you?"
    "I'm Willem Ragnarsson. And I will never let you go.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #4
    Jennifer Niven
    “You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.”
    Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places

  • #5
    Taylor Jenkins Reid
    “I’m under absolutely no obligation to make sense to you.”
    Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

  • #6
    James R. Doty
    “Things don't always happen the way we think they will, but I've learned that they happen exactly the way they're supposed to happen.”
    James R. Doty, Into the Magic Shop: A Neurosurgeon's Quest to Discover the Mysteries of the Brain and the Secrets of the Heart

  • #7
    James R. Doty
    “It's the same with the wound in our hearts. We need to give them our attention so that they can heal. Otherwise the wounds continue to cause us pain. Sometimes for a very long time. We're all going to get hurt. But here's the trick - they also serve an amazing purpose.
    When our hearts are wounded that's when they open.
    We grow through pain.
    We grow through difficult situations.
    That's why you have to embrace each and every difficult thing in your life.”
    James R. Doty, Into the Magic Shop: A Neurosurgeon's Quest to Discover the Mysteries of the Brain and the Secrets of the Heart

  • #8
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #9
    Sylvia Plath
    “When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
    "Oh, sure you know," the photographer said.
    "She wants," said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #10
    Sylvia Plath
    “The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #11
    Ocean Vuong
    “Because the sunset, like survival, exists only on the verge of its own disappearing. To be gorgeous, you must first be seen, but to be seen allows you to be hunted.”
    Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

  • #12
    Ocean Vuong
    “Too much joy, I swear, is lost in our desperation to keep it.”
    Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

  • #13
    Ocean Vuong
    “What were you before you met me?"
    "I think I was drowning"
    "And what are you now?"
    "Water”
    Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

  • #14
    Ocean Vuong
    “Ma. You once told me that memory is a choice. But if you were god, you'd know it's a flood.”
    Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

  • #15
    Paul Kalanithi
    “That message is simple: When you come to one of the many moments in life when you must give an account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have been, and done, and meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you filled a dying man’s days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my prior years, a joy that does not hunger for more and more, but rests, satisfied. In this time, right now, that is an enormous thing.”
    Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

  • #16
    Paul Kalanithi
    “Human knowledge is never contained in one person. It grows from the relationships we create between each other and the world, and still it is never complete.”
    Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

  • #17
    Paul Kalanithi
    “There is a moment, a cusp, when the sum of gathered experience is worn down by the details of living. We are never so wise as when we live in this moment.”
    Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

  • #18
    Paul Kalanithi
    “Science may provide the most useful way to organize empirical, reproducible data, but its power to do so is predicated on its inability to grasp the most central aspects of human life: hope, fear, love, hate, beauty, envy, honor, weakness, striving, suffering, virtue.”
    Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

  • #19
    Paul Kalanithi
    “I began to realize that coming in such close contact with my own mortality had changed both nothing and everything. Before my cancer was diagnosed, I knew that someday I would die, but I didn’t know when. After the diagnosis, I knew that someday I would die, but I didn’t know when. But now I knew it acutely. The problem wasn’t really a scientific one. The fact of death is unsettling. Yet there is no other way to live.”
    Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

  • #20
    Paul Kalanithi
    “Years ago, it had occurred to me that Darwin and Nietzsche agreed on one thing: the defining characteristic of the organism is striving.”
    Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

  • #21
    Paul Kalanithi
    “Life wasn’t about avoiding suffering.”
    Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

  • #22
    Paul Kalanithi
    “The physician’s duty is not to stave off death or return patients to their old lives, but to take into our arms a patient and family whose lives have disintegrated and work until they can stand back up and face, and make sense of, their own existence.”
    Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

  • #23
    Donna Tartt
    “Does such a thing as 'the fatal flaw,' that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #24
    Donna Tartt
    “Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #25
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “I got to thinking that poems were like people. Some people you got right off the bat. Some people you just didn't get--and never would get.”
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

  • #26
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand.”
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

  • #27
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “To be careful with people and with words was a rare and beautiful thing.”
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

  • #28
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “I wanted to tell them that I'd never had a friend, not ever, not a real one. Until Dante. I wanted to tell them that I never knew that people like Dante existed in the world, people who looked at the stars, and knew the mysteries of water, and knew enough to know that birds belonged to the heavens and weren't meant to be shot down from their graceful flights by mean and stupid boys. I wanted to tell them that he had changed my life and that I would never be the same, not ever. And that somehow it felt like it was Dante who had saved my life and not the other way around. I wanted to tell them that he was the first human being aside from my mother who had ever made me want to talk about the things that scared me. I wanted to tell them so many things and yet I didn't have the words. So I just stupidly repeated myself. "Dante's my friend.”
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

  • #29
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “We all fight our own private wars.”
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

  • #30
    Jessie Burton
    “It's the hardest thing in the world to explain yourself, to tell your story clearly.”
    Jessie Burton, Medusa: The Girl Behind the Myth



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