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“He quotes an ancient Vedic hymn: “ ‘May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul … Or go to the waters if it suits thee there,’ ” Finch finishes.”

“As he (the sheriff) talks, I lie back against the ground, the blanket wrapped around me, and say to the sky, “May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul.… You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.”
― Jennifer Niven

“I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“I feel a thousand capacities spring up in me. I am arch, gay, languid, melancholy by turns. I am rooted, but I flow.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

“You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

-Mr. Darcy”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“Dear Thisbe,
I wish there weren’t a wall.
Love, Pyramus”
― Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue

“Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe; it gives life back to those who no longer exist.”
― Arkady Martine, A Memory Called Empire

“That's the choice. I love him, with all that, because of all that. On purpose. I love him on purpose.”
― Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue

“I know talking about it won’t undo any of it. But not talking about it won’t either, and if there’s anything you need to say, you can. Even if it’s just your favorite thing about her, you can say it.”
― Emily Henry, Beach Read

“Someone else’s actions may affect you. But what other people choose to do is about them.” We were both quiet for a moment.. “Will it…will it ever stop hurting?” “Non.” Mum shook her head. “But it will stop mattering.”
― Alexis Hall, Boyfriend Material

“There was also the slimmest of chances that I might have been being a bit of a drama queen.”
― Alexis Hall, Boyfriend Material

“You mistake love. You think it has to have a future in order to matter, but it doesn't. It's the only thing that does not need to become at all. It matters only insofar as it exists. Here. Now. Love doesn't require a future.”
― Rebecca Serle, In Five Years

“Books are the mirrors of the soul.”
― Virginia Woolf, Between the Acts

“Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”
― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

“it's time like this as the marine layer lifts
off the sea off the dock where we're standing with the candle lit
that i think to myself
there's things you still don't know about me
like sometimes I'm afraid my sadness is too big
and that one day you might have to help me handle it”
― Lana Del Rey, Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass

“I lie back. It seems as if the whole world were flowing and curving — on the earth the trees, in the sky the clouds. I look up, through the trees, into the sky. The clouds lose tufts of whiteness as the breeze dishevels them. If that blue could stay for ever; if that hole could remain for ever; if this moment could stay for ever.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

“My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?”
― stephenie meyer, Midnight Sun [2008 Draft]

“This is it, isn't it? This is the peak of my existence.”
― Julez, Duplicity

“I think I've been searching for you all of my life, without even knowing it.”
― Julez, Duplicity

“She feels like the first drags of fresh cigaretter but last crunches of cherry suckers.
She feels like final coats of nail polish.
She feels like lines of coke.
She feels like knuckles you crack after a long day.
She feels like Miami rain.
She feels like empty football fields.
She feels like full stadiums.
She feels like absinthe.
She feels like dangling from a helicopter.
She feels like classical music.
She feels like standing on a motorcycle.
She feels like train tracks.
She feels like frozen yogurt.
She feels like destroying a piano.
She feels like rooftops.
She feels like fleeing from cops.
She feels like stitches.
She feels like strobe lights.
She feels like blue carnival bears.
She feels like curbs at 2 am.
She feels like Cupid's Chokehold.
She feels like running through Chicago.
She feels like 1.2 million dollars.
She feels like floors.
She feels like everything he's ever wanted in life.
[…] “I love you more than I planned.”
― Julez, Duplicity

“I'm not gonna shine light in hope to fix your problems, I just want to sit in the dark with you but only if you let me.”
― Julez, Duplicity

“It is easy to mourn the lives we aren't living. Easy to wish we'd developed other other talents, said yes to different offers. Easy to wish we'd worked harder, loved better, handled our finances more astutely, been more popular, stayed in the band, gone to Australia, said yes to the coffee or done more bloody yoga.
It takes no effort to miss the friends we didn't make and the work we didn't do the people we didn't do and the people we didn't marry and the children we didn't have. It is not difficult to see yourself through the lens of other people, and to wish you were all the different kaleidoscopic versions of you they wanted you to be. It is easy to regret, and keep regretting, ad infinitum, until our time runs out.
But it is not lives we regret not living that are the real problem. It is the regret itself. It's the regret that makes us shrivel and wither and feel like our own and other people's worst enemy.
We can't tell if any of those other versions would of been better or worse. Those lives are happening, it is true, but you are happening as well, and that is the happening we have to focus on.”
― Matt Haig, The Midnight Library

“The paradox of volcanoes was that they were symbols of destruction but also life. Once the lava slows and cools, it solidifies and then breaks down over time to become soil - rich, fertile soil.
She wasn't a black hole, she decided. She was a volcano. And like a volcano she couldn't run away from herself. She'd have to stay there and tend to that wasteland.
She could plant a forest inside herself.”
― Matt Haig, The Midnight Library

“Our love is rare. It’s one I can’t abandon, even if I tried. When she screams, an identical one rips through me. When she cries, my world rains with grief. When she loves, I truly, truly fly.”
― Krista Ritchie, Thrive

“But we’re in Earth-616, love. We’re going to have our happy ending. It just may take us awhile to get there.”
― Krista Ritchie, Thrive

“Remember how when we were little?” I whisper. “You’d chase me around before midnight.”
“You always ran out of breath.”
“I wanted you to catch me.”
“I thought so.”
“Catch me,” I whisper.
“I already have,” he murmurs.”
― Krista Ritchie, Thrive

“Will you let me know when you get your superpower?" He nods, and his fingers slide across the base o my neck. I love that he touches me so much more. "I have to warn you though, I may not have one." "That's okay," I say. "Sometimes I like the idea of just being mortal with you.”
― Krista Ritchie, Thrive

“I’m attracted to people. To the words they speak, to the actions they take, to their full-bodied mannerisms and soulful gaits. I am attracted to people. To impassioned hearts that beat out of sync, the ones that skip a measure, heard in hushed places and violent spaces—I am attracted to people.”
― Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

“I can hear our hearts breaking."

A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine does him. His lips nearly skim mine. "I’ll shield your ears from the sound of heartbreak.”
― Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

“… our favorite Sayings from Ryke Meadows.
My favorite: I fucking love you.
Willow’s: I don’t fucking understand Tumblr.
Lo’s: Fuck you, you fucking fuck.
Lily’s: Fucking fantastic.
Rose’s: No means no. Better yet, fuck no.
Connor’s: Connor Cobalt is a fucking narcissist.”
― Krista Ritchie, Long Way Down

“I am the biographer of my own life. And no one can take that away from me.”
― Krista Ritchie, Long Way Down