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“I’ve been looking for you,” I say. I cannot feel most of my body. For some reason he puts his hands on either side of my face and leans forward and says: “Tori Spring, I have been looking for you forever.”
― Alice Oseman, Solitaire

“Nihil sub sole novum, I thought as I walked back down the hall to my room. Any action, in the fullness of time, sinks to nothingness.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Pale as ice you passed me by;
I wondered what you really felt,
And waited through the changing times,
To see if you would one day melt.

I thought that ice would melt with warmth,
But there were thing I did not know:
The sun can touch the outer layers
But does not reach the deepest snow.

Winter sometimes seems like years,
Summer's sometimes far away,
But winter always turns to summer,
As surely as does night to day.”
― John Marsden, So Much to Tell You

“If you added up all the really significant episodes in your life they'd probably come to less than sixty minutes.”
― John Marsden, So Much to Tell You

“I make people uncomfortable. The kind ones get angry because their kindness doesn't work. The unkind ones get angry because they think I'm attacking them.”
― John Marsden, So Much to Tell You

“It didn’t matter whether her brain continued to flash on the way down, or if she regretted what she’d done, or if she had time to focus on the fence spikes shooting toward her. Her mind no longer existed in any way that mattered. The wind sound huffed, once, and then the moist thud jolted us, the sound of a watermelon breaking open, and for that moment everyone remained still and composed, as though listening to an orchestra, heads tilted to allow the ears to work and no belief coming in yet. Then Mrs. Lisbon, as though alone, said, “Oh, my God.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

“We’re all so curiously alone, but it’s important to keep making signals through the glass”
― John Marsden, So Much to Tell You

“It's a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would be a gory, blood-smeared earth.”
― Beatrice Sparks, Go Ask Alice

“I don’t want to get old. I have this very silly fear, dear friend, that one day I’ll be old, without ever having really been young.”
― Beatrice Sparks, Go Ask Alice

“Scar tissue has no character. It's not like skin. It doesn't show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles. It's like a slip cover. It shields and disguises what's beneath. That's why we grow it; we have something to hide. ”
― Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

“No book is dangerous in and of itself, you know. But historically, reading a book in the wrong way has led to terrible consequences.”
― Edgar Cantero, Meddling Kids

“The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever.”
― Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

“I can honestly say that my misery had been transformed into common unhappiness, so by Freud's definition I have achieved mental health.”
― Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

“I love you, Gretchen Lang. You are my reflection and my shadow and I will not let you go. We are bound together forever and ever! Until Halley’s Comet comes around again. I love you dearly and I love you queerly and no demon is bigger than this!”
― Grady Hendrix, My Best Friend's Exorcism

“When those things happened, they learned that although those inches may add up to miles, sometimes those miles were only inches after all.”
― Grady Hendrix, My Best Friend's Exorcism

“For Abby, "friend" is a word whose sharp corners have been worn smooth by overuse. "I'm friends with the guys in IT," she might say, or "I'm meeting some friends after work."

But she remembers when the word "friend" could draw blood. She and Gretchen spent hours ranking their friendships, trying to determine who was a best friend and who was an everyday friend, debating whether anyone could have two best friends at the same time, writing each other's names over and over in purple ink, buzzed on the dopamine high of belonging to someone else, having a total stranger choose you, someone who wanted to know you, another person who cared that you were alive.”
― Grady Hendrix, My Best Friend's Exorcism

“Where everyone was desperate to be an individual, but they all were terrified to stand out.”
― Grady Hendrix, My Best Friend's Exorcism

“The monster nevers dies.”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“It would perhaps not be amiss to point out that he had always tried to be a good dog. He had tried to do all the things his MAN and his WOMAN, and most of all his BOY, had asked or expected of him. He would have died for them, if that had been required. He had never wanted to kill anybody. He had been struck by something, possibly destiny, or fate, or only a degenerative nerve disease called rabies. Free will was not a factor.”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“But in high school the business of irrevocable choices began. Doors slipped shut with a faint locking click that was only heared clearly in the dreams of later years.”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“...it was amazing, wasn't it, how bad you could hurt when there was nothing physically wrong.”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“All the logic in the world could not blunt the pain. Logic could not blunt her terrible sense of personal failure. Only time would do those things, and time would do an imperfect job.”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“The world was full of monsters, and they were all allowed to bite the innocent and the unwary”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“The two of them had discovered it was all right to open the closets...as long as you didn't poke too far back in them. Because things might still be lurking there, ready to bite.”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“Charity had discovered there were things you didn't want to tell. Shame wasn't the reason. Sometimes it was just better-kinder- to keep up a front”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“Nope, nothing wrong here.” —”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“When there was nothing left but survival, when you were right down to the strings and nap and ticking of yourself, you survived or you died and that seemed perfectly all right.”
― Stephen King, Cujo

“And the most terrifying question of all may be just how much horror the human mind can stand and still maintain a wakeful, staring, unrelenting sanity.”
― Stephen King, Pet Sematary

“The soil of a man’s heart is stonier; a man grows what he can and tends it.”
― Stephen King, Pet Sematary