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Maggie Stiefvater
“Haven’t you heard of being hung, drawn, and quartered?”
Blue asked, “Is it as painful as conversations with Ronan?”
Gansey cast a glance over to Ronan, who was a small, indistinct form by the trees. Adam audibly swallowed a laugh.
“Depends on if Ronan is sober,” Gansey answered.
Adam asked, “What is he doing, anyway?”
“Peeing.”
“Trust Lynch to deface a place like this five minutes after getting here.”
“Deface? Marking his territory.”
“He must own more of Virginia than your father, then.”
“I don’t think he’s ever used an indoor toilet, now that I consider it.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

Maggie Stiefvater
“Are you crying?"
"Only a little."
"Why?"
"Generalized sadness.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

Maggie Stiefvater
“Fuck the past. This was the present.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

Maggie Stiefvater
“The inside of the old Camaro smelled like asphalt and desire, gasoline and dreams.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

Donna Tartt
“Because I don’t care what anyone says or how often or winningly they say it: no one will ever, ever be able to persuade me that life is some awesome, rewarding treat. Because, here’s the truth: life is a catastrophe. The basic fact of existence – of walking around trying to feed ourselves and find friends and whatever else we do – is a catastrophe. Forget all this ridiculous ‘Our Town’ nonsense everyone talks: the miracle of a newborn babe, the joy of one simple blossom, Life You Are Too Wonderful To Grasp, &c. For me – and I’ll keep repeating it doggedly till I die, till I fall over on my ungrateful nihilistic face and am too weak to say it: better never born, than born into this cesspool. Sinkhole of hospital beds, coffins, and broken hearts. No release, no appeal, no “do-overs” to employ a favored phrase of Xandra’s, no way forward but age and loss, and no way out but death.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
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