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  • #1
    Sarah J. Maas
    “She swallowed, looking at the ground that was not earth, but the very base of Self, of the world. She whispered, “I’m scared.”

    Danika grabbed her hand again. “That’s the point of it, Bryce. Of life. To live, to love, knowing that it might all vanish tomorrow. It makes everything that much more precious.” She took Bryce’s face in her hands and pressed their brows together.”
    Sarah J. Maas, House of Earth and Blood

  • #2
    Osamu Dazai
    “Everything passes.”
    Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

  • #3
    Osamu Dazai
    “He could only consider me as the living corpse of a would-be suicide, a person dead to shame, an idiot ghost.”
    Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

  • #4
    Osamu Dazai
    “Now I have neither happiness nor unhappiness.

    Everything passes.

    That is the one and only thing that I have thought resembled a truth in the society of human beings where I have dwelled up to now as in a burning hell.

    Everything passes.”
    Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

  • #6
    Osamu Dazai
    “Last year nothing happened
    The year before nothing happened
    And the year before that nothing
    happened.”
    Osamu Dazai, The Setting Sun

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “Alec keeps sending me annoying photos. Lots of captions like Wish you were here, except not really.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

  • #7
    Cassandra Clare
    “So what was that all about?"
    "I think," Jace said, "that she asked if she could touch my mango."
    "She said that?"
    Jace shrugged. "Yeah, then she gave me her number.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

  • #8
    Cassandra Clare
    “Waiting for a special occasion to kill me? Christmas is coming.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #9
    Cassandra Clare
    “You said you were going for a walk!? What kind of walk takes six hours?"
    "A long one?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #10
    Cassandra Clare
    “You have something on your neck," he observed.
    Alec's hand flew to his throat. "What?"
    "Looks like a bite mark," said Jace. "What have you been doing all day, anyway?"
    "Nothing." Beet red, his hand still clamped to his neck, Alec started down the corridor. Jace followed him. "I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head."
    "And ran into a vampire?"
    "What? No! I fell."
    "On your neck?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “I've never felt so... light.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

  • #12
    Cassandra Clare
    “So?” Clary said. (After she Marked Alec with the Fearless rune.)
    “So what?” Alec rolled his sleeve down, covering the Mark.
    “So how do you feel? Any different?”
    Alec looked considering. “Not really.”
    Jace threw his hands up. “So it doesn’t work.”
    “No necessarily,” Luke said. “There might simply be nothing going on that might activate it. Perhaps there isn’t anything here that Alec is afraid of.”
    Magnus glanced at Alec and raised his eyebrows. “Boo,” he said.
    Jace was grinning. “Come on, surely you‘ve got a phobia or two. What scares you?”
    Alec thought for a moment. “Spiders,” he said.
    Clary turned to Luke. “Have you got a spider anywhere?”
    Luke looked exasperated. “Why would I have a spider? Do I look like someone who would collect them?”
    “No offense,” Jace said, “but you kind of do.”
    “You know” -Alec‘s tone was sour- “maybe this was a stupid experiment.”
    “What about the dark?” Clary suggested. “We could lock you in the basement.”
    “I‘m a demon hunter,” Alec said, with exaggerated patience. “Clearly, I am not afraid of the dark.”
    ~pg.284-285~”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #13
    Cassandra Clare
    “There is no pretending," Jace said with absolute clarity. "I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #14
    Cassandra Clare
    “WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?" There was a sound of shattering glass, and they both sat up to see Alec glaring at them. He had dropped the empty bottle of wine he had been carrying, and there were bits of sparkly glass all over the cave floor. "WHY CAN'T YOU GO SOMEWHERE ELSE TO DO THESE HORRIBLE THINGS? MY EYES."

    "It's a demon realm, Alec," Isabelle said. "There's nowhere for us to go."

    "And you said I should look after her-" Simon began, then realized that would not be a productive line of conversation, and shut up.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

  • #15
    Cassandra Clare
    “Brother Zachariah,” Isabelle said. “Months January through December of the Hot Silent Brothers Calendar. What’s he doing here?”

    “There’s a Hot Silent Brothers Calendar?” said Alec. “Do they sell it?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “I did not make a pie,” Alec repeated, gesturing expressively with one hand, “for three reasons. One, because I do not have any pie ingredients. Two, because I don’t actually
    know how to make a pie.”
    He paused, clearly waiting.
    Removing his sword and leaning it against the cave wall, Jace said warily, “And three?”
    “Because I am not your bitch,” Alec said, clearly pleased with himself.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

  • #17
    “Loneliness is a strange sort of thing.
    It creeps on you, quiet and still, sits by your side in the dark, strokes by your hair as you sleep. It wraps itself around your bones, squeezing so tight you almost can't breathe. It leaves lies in your heart, lies next to you at night, leaches the light out of every corner. It's a constant companion, clasping your hand only to yank you down when you're struggling to stand up.
    You wake up in the morning and wonder who you are. You fail to fall asleep at night and tremble in your skin. You doubt you doubt you doubt.
    do I
    don't I
    should I
    why won't I
    And even when you're ready to let go. When you're ready to break free. When you're ready to be brand-new. Loneliness is an old friend stand beside you in the mirror, looking you in the eye, challenging you to live your life without it. You can't find the words to fight yourself, to fight the words screaming that you're not enough never enough never ever enough.
    Loneliness is a bitter, wretched companion.
    Sometimes it just won't let go.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

  • #18
    “I only know now that the scientists are wrong.

    The world is flat.

    I know because I was tossed right off the edge and I've been trying to hold on for 17 years. I've been trying to climb back up for 17 years but it's nearly impossible to beat gravity when no one is willing to give you a hand.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me

  • #19
    “And we are quotation marks, inverted and upside down, clinging to one another at the end of this life sentence. Trapped by lives we did not choose.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #20
    “Why do you call her 'love'?" James asks. "I've heard you say that before, too. A lot. Are you in love with her? I think Adam's in love with her. Kenji's not in love with her, though. I already asked him."
    Warner blinks at him.
    "Well?" James asks.
    "Well what?"
    "Are you in love with her?"
    "Are you in love with her?"
    "What?" James blushes. "No. She's like a million years older than me."
    "Would anyone else like to take over this conversation?" Warner asks, looking around the group.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #21
    Cassandra Clare
    “Must you go? I was rather hoping you'd stay and be a ministering angel, but if you must go, you must."

    "I'll stay," Will said a bit crossly, and threw himself down in the armchair Tessa had just vacated. "I can minister angelically."

    "None too convincingly. And you're not as pretty to look at as Tessa is," Jem said, closing his eyes as he leaned back against the pillow.

    "How rude. Many who have gazed upon me have compared the experience to gazing at the radiance of the sun."

    Jem still had his eyes closed. "If they mean it gives you a headache, they aren't wrong.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #22
    Cassandra Clare
    “It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #23
    Cassandra Clare
    “There's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #24
    Cassandra Clare
    “Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #25
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I miss you,' she said. 'Every day, I miss you. And I wonder what you would have made of all this. Made of me. I think - I think you would have been a wonderful king. I think they would have liked you more than me, actually.' Her throat tightened. 'I never told you - how I felt. But I loved you, and I think a part of me might always love you. Maybe you were my mate, and I never knew it. Maybe I'll spend the rest of my life wondering about that. Maybe I'll see you again in the Afterworld, and then I'll know for sure. But until then ... until then I'll miss you, and I'll wish you were here.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “You don't want him," she said to the pink-haired girl. "He has syphilis."
    The girls stared. "Syphilis?"
    "Five percent of people in America have it," said Ty helpfully.
    "I do not have syphilis," Mark said angrily. "There are no sexually transmitted diseases in Faerieland!"
    "Sorry," Jules said. "You know how syphilis is. Attacks the brain.”
    Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

  • #27
    Sarah J. Maas
    “To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
    Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.”
    Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

  • #28
    Sarah J. Maas
    Come back to me.
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

  • #29
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I took his name, Erawan spat, writhing as the words flowed from his tongue under Damaris's power. I wiped it away from existence. Yet he only remembered it once. Only once. The first time He behelded you.
    Tears slid down Dorian's face at the unbearable truth.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

  • #30
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Spirit that could not be broken. You do not yield. She would endure it again, if asked. She would do it. Every brutal hour and bit of agony. And it would hurt, and she would scream, but she’d face it. Survive against it. Arobynn had not broken her. Neither had Endovier. She would not allow this waste of existence to do so now. Her shaking eased, her body going still. Waiting. Maeve blinked at her. Just once. Aelin sucked in a breath—sharp and cool. She did not want it to be over. Any of it.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash



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