Michelle

“I don't know. I mean, it's not all beautifully harmonic, this world we find ourselves in. Clearly. There's shit music, and sometimes the melody goes away completely. There's silence and dissonant chord that cringe your ears. But the synchronicity of a perfectly created chorus? And the fact that you never know when one is coming? And that amazing feeling, the first time you hear a song and now it's going to be with you forever?
I have to think that's worth everything.”
― Bill Konigsberg, The Music of What Happens

“Percy let me go, she croaked. You can't pull me up.

Never”
― Rick Riordan , The Mark of Athena

“Or maybe a person is just made up of a lot of people,” I say. “Maybe we’re accumulating these new selves all the time.” Hauling them in as we make choices, good and bad, as we screw up, step up, lose our minds, find our minds, fall apart, fall in love, as we grieve, grow, retreat from the world, dive into the world, as we make things, as we break things.”
― Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun

“How do you read those so quickly?" Viv waggled her fingers. "Is it some kind of...magic thing?"
Satchel turned a page with one slender digit. "I look at the page, and then the words are in my mind. That's the accepted way, yes?"
"All of the words on the page? All at once?" said Fern.
..."you read them one by one?" he asked curiously.
"Yes!" they both cried at the same time.
He appeared to think about that. "That seems quite inefficient, if you don't mind my saying so.”
― Travis Baldree, Bookshops & Bonedust