Sarah

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graphic-novels‎ (70)
young-adult‎ (59)

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queer‎ (28)
newbery‎ (24)
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essays‎ (11)
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horror‎ (6)
romance‎ (6)
plays‎ (5)

early-chapter-books‎ (4)
epistolary‎ (4)
storytime‎ (4)
picture-book‎ (3)
youth-activities‎ (3)
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“He said he hated talking and just wanted to look into my eyes and tell me things that way. I let him and it made my skin lift, the things in his look.”
― Aimee Bender, The Girl in the Flammable Skirt

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“The pine shadows moved across my blanket, the wall behind me. People were just like that. We couldn't even see each other, just the shadows moving, pushed by unseen winds.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

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“A magician came to entertain us, and I was mesmerized by his beautiful hands, his fluid, round gestures. I couldn't stop watching his hands. They were better than any of his tricks. He pulled a bouquet of paper flowers out of the air and gave them to me with a courtly bow, and I thought love was like that, pulled out of the air, something bright and unlikely.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

tags: love

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“...he yelled all the time and I did not like being yelled at. But fighting him felt like practice for whatever hero's journey God had set aside for me in the future so I did it anyway.”
― Karla Cornejo Villavicencio, Catalina

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“I missed her so much that I wanted to build a hundred-foot memorial to her with my bare hands. I wanted to see her sitting in a vast stone chair in Hyde Park, enjoying her view. Everybody passing could comprehend how much I miss her. How physical my missing is. I miss her so much it is a vast golden prince, a concert hall, a thousand trees, a lake, nine thousand buses, a million cars, twenty million birds and more. The whole city is my missing her. Eugh,”
― Max Porter, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers

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