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  • #1
    J.K. Rowling
    “You'd think people had better things to gossip about," said Ginny as she sat on the common room floor, leaning against Harry’s legs and reading the Daily Prophet. "Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it’s true you’ve got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest."
    Ron and Hermione both roared with laughter. Harry ignored them.
    What did you tell her?"
    I told her it's a Hungarian Horntail," said Ginny, turning a page of the newspaper idly. "Much more macho."
    Thanks," said Harry, grinning. "And what did you tell her Ron’s got?"
    A Pygmy Puff, but I didn’t say where.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

  • #2
    J.K. Rowling
    “You could say sorry," suggested Harry bluntly.
    "What, and get attacked by another flock of canaries?" muttered Ron.
    "What did you have to imitate her for?"
    "She laughed at my mustache!"
    "So did I, it was the stupidest thing I've ever seen.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

  • #3
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I kind of want to see Mara Crucio their asses.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #4
    Michelle Hodkin
    “What are you smirking about, over there?"
    "I'm more well-rounded than you."
    "Not possible. You're American," he said. "And if it is true, it's only because you like crap.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #5
    Michelle Hodkin
    “No," I said, louder this time. "I mean asscrown. The crown on top of the asshat that covers the asshole of the assclown. The very zenith in the hierarchy of asses," I said, as though reading from a dictionary of modern profanity.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #6
    Michelle Hodkin
    “Only narrowly avoided being elbowed in the face by a girl attired in what could only be described as "slutty Gryffindor" apparel. So wrong.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #7
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I read the title from the cover. ' 'The joy of... crap.' ' I read the rest of the full title of the thick, nondescript volume to myself and felt myself redden.
    Noah turned over on to his side and said with mock seriousness, 'I have never read 'The Joy Of Crap'. Sounds disgusting.' I blushed deeper. 'I have, however, read 'The Joy Of Sex.' ' He continued, a smile transforming his face. 'Not in a while, but I think it's one of those classics you can come back to again... and again.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #8
    Michelle Hodkin
    “How is it that you have friends, Noah?"
    "I ask myself that daily" He chomped down on the plastic straw.
    "Seriously. Inquiring minds want to know."
    Noah's brow creased, but he stared straight ahead. "I guess I don't."
    "Could've fooled me."
    "Wouldn't be difficult."
    That stung. "Go to hell," I said quietly.
    "Already there," Noah said calmly, pulling out the straw from his mouth and chucking it to the floor.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #9
    Michelle Hodkin
    “My name is not Mara Dyer, but my lawyer told me I had to choose something. A pseudonym. A nom de plume, for all of us studying for the SATs. I know that having a fake name is strange, but trust me—it’s the most normal thing about my life right now. Even telling you this much probably isn’t smart. But without my big mouth, no one would know that a seventeen-year-old who likes Death Cab for Cutie was responsible for the murders. No one would know that somewhere out there is a B student with a body count. And it’s important that you know, so you’re not next.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #10
    Michelle Hodkin
    “Fix me," I commanded him. "This thing, what I've done - there's something wrong with me, Noah. Fix it."

    Noah's expression broke my heart as he brushed my hair from my face, and skimmed the line of my neck. "I can't"

    "Why not?" I asked, my voice threatening to crack.

    "Because," he said, "You're not broken.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #11
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I find it hilarious that whenever I light up, Americans look at me like I’m going to urinate on their children.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #12
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I stifled a yawn. "It's too early to be such an asshat, Daniel.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #13
    Michelle Hodkin
    “If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you for all of them. If we were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

  • #14
    Michelle Hodkin
    “Everyone is a little crazy. The only difference between us and them is that they hide it better.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

  • #15
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I knew Noah worshipped Charlie Parker and that his toothbrush was green. That he wouldn't bother to button his shirts correctly but always made his bed. That when he slept he curled into himself and that his eyes were the color of the clouds before it rained, and I knew he had no problem eating meat but would subtly leave the room if animals started to kill one another on the Discovery Channel. I knew one hundred little things about Noah Shaw but when he kissed me I couldn't remember my own name.”
    Michelle Hodkin

  • #16
    Michelle Hodkin
    “They lie, you know. It's not easier to ask for forgiveness. Not even a little.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

  • #17
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I wish Mara knew that I’m jealous of her.” I whipped around to face him. “You can’t be serious.” Brooke shook her finger. “No interruptions, Mara.” My brother cleared his throat. “I wish she knew that I think she’s the most hilarious person on Earth. And that whenever she’s not home, I feel like I’m missing my partner in crime.” My throat tightened. Do not cry. Do not cry. “I wish she knew that she’s really Mom’s favorite—” I shook my head here. “—the princess she always wanted. That Mom used to dress her up like a little doll and parade her around like Mara was her greatest achievement. I wish Mara knew that I never minded, because she’s my favorite too.” A chin quiver. Damn. “I wish she knew that I’ve always had acquaintances instead of friends because I’ve spent every second I’m not in school studying or practicing piano. I wish she knew that she is literally as smart as I am—her IQ is ONE POINT lower,” he said, raising his eyes to meet mine. “Mom had us tested. And that she could get the same grades if she weren’t so lazy.” I slouched in my seat, and may or may not have crossed my arms over my chest defensively. “I wish she knew that I am really proud of her, and that I always will be, no matter what.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

  • #18
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I politely suggested she drive off a cliff.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

  • #19
    Michelle Hodkin
    “Names?' the receptionist asked us.
    “Jesus,” Jamie answered.
    “Mary,” said Stella.
    “Satan,” I said as I walked past her and pushed open the door to Ira Ginsberg’s office.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #20
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I planted a kamikaze kiss on Jamie’s cheek.
    “FUCK,” he shouted, wiping it off. “What if you killed me!” He threw a Skittle at my face. It hit my forehead.
    “Ow!”
    “Taste the rainbow bitch.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #21
    Michelle Hodkin
    “Everyone's a little crazy. Some people just hide it better than others.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #22
    Michelle Hodkin
    “As I was saying. He could never use you. You own him. You should’ve seen the way he was looking at you while you were out.”
    I smiled a little. “How?”
    “Like you’re the ocean and he’s desperate to drown.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #23
    Michelle Hodkin
    “We’re mutants now?”
    “Don’t tell Marvel. They’ll sue us.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #24
    Michelle Hodkin
    “It has been said that there must be a villain for every hero, a demon for every angel, a monster for every god. Despite what we are, I do not believe this. I have seen the villainous act heroic, and men called heroes act villainous. The ability to heal does not make one good any more than the ability to kill makes one evil. Kill the right people, and you become a hero. Heal the wrong ones, and you become a villain. It is our choices that define us, not our abilities.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #25
    Michelle Hodkin
    “No, I got it,” he said. His voice was weird.
    “Really?” I felt a nervous thrill in my stomach. “What was it?”
    Jamie hesitated before he spoke. Then he said, “Marashaw.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #26
    Michelle Hodkin
    “You were planned, Noah. Engineered." Noah practically radiated frustration. "For what?"
    "To be the hero," David said, looking at Noah like he was his greatest disappointment. "To slay the dragon. But you fell in love with it instead.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

  • #27
    Jay Asher
    “You don’t know what goes on in anyone’s life but your own. And when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can’t be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life. Everything. . . affects everything.”
    Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why

  • #28
    Jay Asher
    “No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.”
    Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why

  • #29
    Jay Asher
    “But you can't get away from yourself. You can't decide not to see yourself anymore. You can't decide to turn off the noise in your head.”
    Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why

  • #30
    Jay Asher
    “If my love were an ocean,
    there would be no more land.
    If my love were a desert,
    you would see only sand.
    If my love were a star-
    late at night, only light.
    And if my love could grow wings,
    I'd be soaring in flight.”
    Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why



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