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“Do you think a life has any value if one doesn’t leave some mark upon the world?'

Remy’s expression sobers, and he must read the sadness in her voice, because he says, 'I think there are many ways to matter.' He plucks the book from his pocket. 'These are the words of a man—Voltaire. But they are also the hands that set the type. The ink that made it readable, the tree that made the paper. All of them matter, though credit goes only to the name on the cover.'

He has misread her, of course, assumed the question stemmed from a different, more common fear. Still, his words hold weight—though it will be years before Addie discovers just how much.”
― V. E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“He wants to feel lighter, to feel brighter, but the room darkens, and he can feel a storm creeping in.
He was twelve when the first one rolled through. He didn't see it coming. One day the skies were blue and the next the clouds were low and dense, and the next, the wind was up and it was pouring rain.
It would be years before Henry learned to think of those dark times as storms, to believe that they would pass, if he could simply hold on long enough.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“What she needs are stories.
Stories are a way to preserve one's self. To be remembered. And to forget.
Stories come in so many forms: in charcoal, and in song, in paintings, poems, films. And books.
Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“His parents meant well, of course, but they always told him things like cheer up, or it will get better, or worse, it's not that bad, which is easy to say when you've never had a day of rain.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue