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  • #1
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them.
    Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness.
    Her raven boys.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #2
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I am being perfectly fucking civil.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #3
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “Is this thing safe?"
    "Safe as life," Gansey replied.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

  • #4
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “We have to be back in three hours," Ronan said. "I just fed Chainsaw but she'll need it again."

    "This," Gansey replied "is precisely why I didn't want to have a baby with you.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

  • #5
    Salman Rushdie
    “‎No people whose word for 'yesterday' is the same as their word for 'tomorrow' can be said to have a firm grip on the time.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #6
    Salman Rushdie
    “Memory's truth, because memory has its own special kind. It selects, eliminates, alters, exaggerates, minimizes, glorifies, and vilifies also; but in the end it creates its own reality, its heterogeneous but usually coherent version of events; and no sane human being ever trusts someone else's version more than his own.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #7
    Salman Rushdie
    “What's real and what's true aren't necessarily the same.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #8
    Salman Rushdie
    “Things, even people have a way of leaking into each other like flavours when you cook.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #9
    Salman Rushdie
    “Most of what matters in our lives takes place in our absence.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children
    tags: life

  • #10
    Salman Rushdie
    “Children are the vessels into which adults pour their poison.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #11
    Salman Rushdie
    “I learned: the first lesson of my life: nobody can face the world with his eyes open all the time.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #12
    Seanan McGuire
    “You’re nobody’s doorway but your own, and the only one who gets to tell you how your story ends is you.”
    Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway

  • #13
    Seanan McGuire
    “We notice the silence of men. We depend upon the silence of women.”
    Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway

  • #14
    Seanan McGuire
    “Their love wanted to fix her, and refused to see that she wasn't broken.”
    Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway

  • #15
    Seanan McGuire
    “Some adventures require nothing more than a willing heart and the ability to trip over the cracks in the world.”
    Seanan McGuire, Down Among the Sticks and Bones

  • #16
    Stephen  King
    “It's offense you maybe can't live with because it opens up a crack inside your thinking, and if you look down into it you see there are evil things down there, and they have little yellow eyes that don't blink, and there's a stink down there in that dark and after a while you think maybe there's a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some have five raised to the fifth power of sides. In this universe there might grow roses which sing. Everything leads to everything, he would have told them if he could. Go to your church and listen to your stories about Jesus walking on the water, but if I saw a guy doing that I'd scream and scream and scream. Because it wouldn't look like a miracle to me. It would look like an offense.”
    Stephen King, It

  • #17
    Emily St. John Mandel
    “A life, remembered, is a series of photographs and disconnected short films.”
    Emily St. John Mandel, Station Eleven

  • #18
    Martha Manning
    “Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern, just the slow erosion of self, as insidious as cancer. And like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience; a room in hell with only your name on the door”
    Martha Manning, Undercurrents: A Life Beneath the Surface

  • #19
    Tayari Jones
    “Sometimes it's exhausting for me to simply walk into the house. I try and calm myself, remember that I've lived alone before. Sleeping by myself didn't kill me then and will not kill me now. But this what loss has taught me of love. Our house isn't simply empty, our home has been emptied. Love makes a place in your life, it makes a place for itself in your bed. Invisibly, it makes a place in your body, rerouting all your blood vessels, throbbing right alongside your heart. When it's gone, nothing is whole again.”
    Tayari Jones, An American Marriage

  • #20
    Roshani Chokshi
    “What was magic anyway, but the world beheld by someone who chose to see it differently?”
    Roshani Chokshi, A Crown of Wishes

  • #21
    Roshani Chokshi
    “True war isn’t philosophical.”
    “All war is philosophical. That’s why we call it war. Strip it of its paint and it’s nothing more than murder.”
    Roshani Chokshi, A Crown of Wishes

  • #22
    Lisa See
    “No coincidence, no story.”
    Lisa See, The Tea Girl of Hummingbird Lane

  • #23
    Paul Beatty
    “It’s illegal to yell ‘Fire!’ in a crowded theater, right?” “It is.” “Well, I’ve whispered ‘Racism’ in a post-racial world.”
    Paul Beatty, The Sellout

  • #24
    Paul Beatty
    “I'm so fucking tired of black women always being described by their skin tones! Honey-colored this! Dark-chocolate that! My paternal grandmother was mocha-tinged, café-au-lait, graham-fucking-cracker brown! How come they never describe the white characters in relation to foodstuffs and hot liquids? Why aren't there any yogurt-colored, egg-shell-toned, string-cheese-skinned, low-fat-milk white protagonists in these racist, no-third-act-having books? That's why black literature sucks!”
    Paul Beatty, The Sellout

  • #25
    Paul Beatty
    “Silence can be either protest or consent, but most times it’s fear.”
    Paul Beatty, The Sellout

  • #26
    Paul Beatty
    “...you have to ask yourself two questions: Who am I? And how may I become myself?”
    Paul Beatty, The Sellout

  • #27
    Paul Beatty
    “That’s the problem with history, we like to think it’s a book—that we can turn the page and move the fuck on. But history isn’t the paper it’s printed on. It’s memory, and memory is time, emotions, and song. History is the things that stay with you.”
    Paul Beatty, The Sellout

  • #28
    Paul Beatty
    “I sit in a thickly padded char that, much like this country, isn't quite as comfortable as it looks.”
    Paul Beatty, The Sellout

  • #29
    Paul Beatty
    “the Lost City of White Male Privilege, a controversial municipality whose very existence is often denied by many (mostly privileged white males). Others state categorically that the walls of the locale have been irreparably breached by hip-hop and Roberto Bolaño’s prose. That the popularity of the spicy tuna roll and a black American president were to white male domination what the smallpox blankets were to Native American existence.”
    Paul Beatty, The Sellout

  • #30
    Paul Beatty
    “You’d rather be here than in Africa. The trump card all narrow-minded nativists play. If you put a cupcake to my head, of course, I’d rather be here than any place in Africa, though I hear Johannesburg ain’t that bad and the surf on the Cape Verdean beaches is incredible. However, I’m not so selfish as to believe that my relative happiness, including, but not limited to, twenty-four-hour access to chili burgers, Blu-ray, and Aeron office chairs is worth generations of suffering. I seriously doubt that some slave ship ancestor, in those idle moments between being raped and beaten, was standing knee-deep in their own feces rationalizing that, in the end, the generations of murder, unbearable pain and suffering, mental anguish, and rampant disease will all be worth it because someday my great-great-great-great-grandson will have Wi-Fi, no matter how slow and intermittent the signal is.”
    Paul Beatty, The Sellout



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