Amy Yingling > Amy's Quotes

“...but when you have a gift, it isn't yours to keep to yourself. It's the reason you're here. It's your purpose.”
― Nancy Horan, Under the Wide and Starry Sky

“There's a knowledge deep in our bones that some lines cannot be crossed without becoming unrecognizable to ourselves-the only death truly to be feared. I know who I have been. I know who I am. I know who I will remain.”
― Laurel Corona, The Mapmaker's Daughter

“I shut my eyes and feel the memories crowding in again. My breath leaks out and time goes backward with it.”
― Laurel Corona, The Mapmaker's Daughter

“My prayers and dreams are wrapped up together, vague and contradictory. "Let me leave my mark in the world," I say to the air around me. I don't want to feel so invisible, yet I'm torn between wishing to move away from this place and wanting it to be me and I it.”
― Laurel Corona, The Mapmaker's Daughter

“You know everything you need to know about a person from the answer to the question, What is your favorite book?”
― Gabrielle Zevin, The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry

“Everyone thinks they have good taste, but most people do not have good taste. In fact, I'd argue that most people have terrible taste. When left to their own devices—literally their own devices—they read crap and they don't know the difference.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry

“Maya, we are what we love. We are that we love.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry

“We aren’t the things we collect, acquire, read. We are, for as long as we are here, only love. The things we loved. The people we loved. And these, I think these really do live on”
― Gabrielle Zevin, The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry

“...reaction speaks to the necessity of encountering stories at precisely the right time in our lives.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry

“So maybe it was better to leave a few spots on the map blank. To let the world keep a little of its magic, rather than forcing it to divulge every last secret. Maybe it was better, now and then, to wonder.”
― Ransom Riggs, Hollow City

“Life is like a prism. What you see depends on how you turn the glass.”
― Jonathan Kellerman

“And the rest is rust and stardust.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“There will always be more questions. Every answer leads to more questions. The only way to survive is to let some of them go.”
― David Levithan, Every Day

“You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.”
― Cormac McCarthy, No Country for Old Men

“If there's one thing I've learned, it's this: We all want everything to be okay. We don't even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.”
― David Levithan, Every Day

“Like shit, change happens.”
― Stephen King, The Bazaar of Bad Dreams

“Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever.”
― Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

“I'd rather die on an adventure than live standing still.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

“I'm not going to die," she said. "Not till I've seen it."
"Seen what?"
Her smile widened. "Everything.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

“I apologize for anything I might have done. I was not myself.”
“I apologize for shooting you in the leg.” said Lila. “I was myself entirely.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

“All these bad experiences that we go through, they don't just disappear. We carry them our whole life trying to forget, escaping in habits, addictions, hate, toxic relationships. But what we don't know is that by doing so we let them stay alive. We water them like withered flowers and we hang onto them to justify our mistakes and failures.”
― Asper Blurry, Train to the Edge of the Moon

“What's the point of wandering?
to find a better place?
a home?
But the loneliness will always capture me
in its claws
of no tomorrow”
― Asper Blurry, Train to the Edge of the Moon

“Too many words made Jonah feel like blackbirds were flying at his face, too fast and too many for him to catch. Made him want to duck down and hide.”
― Eliza Maxwell, The Unremembered Girl

“I want to believe he's trying; isn't that what this is all about, what everything is all about, marriage, parenting, life? Just trying to do the best you can as often as you can?”
― Siobhan Fallon, The Confusion of Languages

“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien

“We are what we love to read, and when we admit to loving a book, we admit that the book represents some aspect of ourselves truly, whether it is that we are suckers for romance or pining for adventure or secretly fascinated by crime.”
― Nina Sankovitch, Tolstoy and the Purple Chair: My Year of Magical Reading

“Stories have a tendency to seep across the shining membrane walls separating the universes. They whisper and flutter like the feathers of birds, from island to mainland and back again. They fall into dreams like rain.”
― Kelly Barnhill, Iron Hearted Violet

“That's what I love about reading: one tiny thing will interest you in a book, and that tiny thing will lead you to another book, and another bit there will lead you onto a third book. It's geometrically progressive - all with no end in sight, and for no other reason than sheer enjoyment.”
― Mary Ann Shaffer, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society

“His apartment is on the top floor of a three-story building in King. The landlady is an old Rusian woman who smokes at the bottom of the back stairwell and cries every night. She has no family and no visitors; her life is a mystery that I fill in with tragedy.”
― Zinzi Clemmons

“I don't sleep for two night. Instead I am wide awake and tossing. Each day I feel less like the person I was the day before, my body hurtling so fast in one direction that my mind cannot keep pace. I can scarcely remember who I was before my body became like this. I dream in bright, swirling colors. The dreams are so vivid that they linger with me long after I've woken up, I feel the same feelings that grip me at night while I'm at my desk, or on the subway. I will freeze, lost in them-scared, worried, or comforted in the same way-for hours.”
― Zinzi Clemmons, What We Lose