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“It is a strange world," I murmered, more to myself than to the native soul.
"The strangest," he agreed.”
― Stephenie Meyer, The Host

“Nel tardo inverno dei miei sedici anni mia madre ha deciso che ero depressa, presumibilmente perché non uscivo molto di casa, passavo un sacco di tempo a letto, rileggevo infinite volte lo stesso libro, mangiavo molto poco e dedicavo parecchio del mio tempo libero a pensare alla morte.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“I did not make a pie,” Alec repeated, gesturing expressively with one hand, “for three reasons. One, because I do not have any pie ingredients. Two, because I don’t actually
know how to make a pie.”
He paused, clearly waiting.
Removing his sword and leaning it against the cave wall, Jace said warily, “And three?”
“Because I am not your bitch,” Alec said, clearly pleased with himself.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“I'm in love with you," he said quietly.

"Augustus," I said.

"I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars