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  • #1
    J.M. Ledgard
    “It is understandable you would want to come back as yourself into a wonderland with the sharpness of color of the Queen of Hearts in a newly opened pack of cards. But coming back as yourself is resurrection. It is uncommon. It may even be greater than the scope of mathematics. We cannot talk with definition about our souls, but it is certain that we will decompose. Some dust of our bodies may end up in a horse, wasp, cockerel, frog, flower, or leaf, but for every one of these sensational assemblies there are a quintillion microorganisms. It is far likelier that the greater part of us will become protists than a skyscraping dormouse. What is likely is that, sooner or later, carried in the wind and in rivers, or your graveyard engulfed in the sea, a portion of each of us will be given new life in the cracks, vents, or pools of molten sulphur on which the tonguefish skate. You will be in Hades, the staying place of the spirits of the dead. You will be drowned in oblivion, the River Lethe, swallowing water to erase all memory. It will not be the nourishing womb you began your life in. It will be a submergence. You will take your place in the boiling-hot fissures, among the teeming hordes of nameless microorganisms that mimic no forms, because they are the foundation of all forms. In your reanimation you will be aware only that you are a fragment of what once was, and are no longer dead. Sometimes this will be an electric feeling, sometimes a sensation of the acid you eat, or the furnace under you. You will burgle and rape other cells in the dark for a seeming eternity, but nothing will come of it. Hades is evolved to the highest state of simplicity. It is stable. Whereas you are a tottering tower, so young in evolutionary terms, and addicted to consciousness.”
    J. M. Ledgard, Submergence: A Novel

  • #2
    Madeline Miller
    “We were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #3
    Madeline Miller
    “When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #4
    Madeline Miller
    “And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #5
    Madeline Miller
    “It is right to seek peace for the dead. You and I both know there is no peace for those who live after.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #6
    Madeline Miller
    “When I am dead, I charge you to mingle our ashes and bury us together.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #7
    Plato
    “Only the dead have seen the end of war.”
    Plato

  • #8
    J.K. Rowling
    “You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us? You think that we don't recall them more clearly in times of great trouble?”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

  • #9
    Neil Gaiman
    “Name the different kinds of people,’ said Miss Lupescu. ‘Now.’

    Bod thought for a moment. ‘The living,’ he said. ‘Er. The dead.’ He stopped. Then, ‘... Cats?’ he offered, uncertainly.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

  • #10
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #11
    “Crap.
    It's all crap.
    Living is crap.
    Life has no meaning.
    None. Nowhere to be found.
    Crap.
    Why doesn't anybody realize this?”
    K-Ske Hasegawa, Ballad of a Shinigami, Vol. 1

  • #12
    Marcus Tullius Cicero
    “The life of the dead is set in the memory of the living.”
    Marcus Tullius Cicero, Philippics

  • #13
    Tess Gerritsen
    “Only the forgotten are truly dead.”
    Tess Gerritsen, The Sinner

  • #14
    Madeline Miller
    “Patroclus, he says, Patroclus. Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #15
    Madeline Miller
    “I am air and thought and can do nothing.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #16
    John  Green
    “The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #17
    John  Green
    “When adults say, "Teenagers think they are invincible" with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don't know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #18
    John  Green
    “Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there". I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #19
    John  Green
    “So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #20
    John  Green
    “Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (...) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #21
    John  Green
    “What the hell is that?" I laughed.
    "It's my fox hat."
    "Your fox hat?"
    "Yeah, Pudge. My fox hat."
    "Why are you wearing your fox hat?" I asked.
    "Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #22
    John  Green
    “What is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #23
    John  Green
    “I may die young, but at least I'll die smart.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #24
    John  Green
    “Francois Rabelais. He was a poet. And his last words were "I go to seek a Great Perhaps." That's why I'm going. So I don't have to wait until I die to start seeking a Great Perhaps.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #25
    John  Green
    “Have you really read all those books in your room?”

    Alaska laughing- “Oh God no. I’ve maybe read a third of ‘em. But I’m going to read them all. I call it my Life’s Library. Every summer since I was little, I’ve gone to garage sales and bought all the books that looked interesting. So I always have something to read.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #26
    John  Green
    “And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #27
    John  Green
    “Sometimes you lose a battle. But mischief always wins the war”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #28
    John  Green
    “I am going to take this bucket of water and pour it on the flames of hell, and then I am going to use this torch to burn down the gates of paradise so that people will not love God for want of heaven or fear of hell, but because He is God.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #29
    John  Green
    “I just did some calculations and I've been able to determine that you're full of shit.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #30
    John  Green
    “I found myself thinking about President William McKinley, the third American president to be assassinated. He lived for several days after he was shot, and towards the end, his wife started crying and screaming, "I want to go too! I want to go too!" And with his last measure of strength, McKinley turned to her and spoke his last words: "We are all going.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska



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