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Lily King
“It's a particular kind of pleasure, of intimacy, loving a book with someone.”
Lily King, Writers & Lovers
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Liz    Moore
“There was a particular brand of humor employed by twelve- and thirteen-year-old girls, especially when they weren't in the presence of boys: it was at once disgusting and innocent bawdy and naive. When it wasn't being used for ill - when no one was its target - this type of humor delighted Louise.”
Liz Moore, The God of the Woods

Liz    Moore
“If she believed in God, it was in one who functioned something like Louise in this moment: rooting for her charges from afar, mourning alongside them when they were rejected, celebrating every small victory that came their way. She noticed the lonely ones, the ones at the edge of the crowd; she felt in her heart a sort of wild affection for them, wanted to go to them, to stand next to them and pull them tightly to her side; and yet she knew that to intervene in this way would disrupt something sacred that - at twelve and thirteen and fourteen years old - they were learning about themselves and the world. And this, too, was how she thought of God.”
Liz Moore, The God of the Woods

Lily King
“Nearly every guy I've dated believed they should already be famous, believed that greatness was their destiny and they were already behind schedule. An early moment of intimacy often involved a confession of this sort: a childhood vision, a teacher's prophecy, a genius IQ. At first, with my boyfriend in college, I believed it, too. Later, I thought I was just choosing delusional men. Now I understand it's how boys are raised to think, how they are lured into adulthood. I've met ambitious women, driven women, but no woman has ever told me that greatness was her destiny.”
Lily King, Writers & Lovers

Victoria Schwab
“He always liked learning. Loved it, really. If he could have spent his whole life sitting in a lecture hall, taking notes, could have drifted from department to department, haunting different studies, soaking up language and history and art, maybe he would have felt full, happy.

That's how he spent the first two years.
And those first two years, he was happy. He had Bea, and Robbie, and all he had to do was learn. Build a foundation. It was the house, the one that he was supposed to build on top of that smooth surface, that was the problem. It was just so... permanent.

Choosing a class became choosing a discipline, and choosing a discipline became choosing a career, and choosing a career became choosing a life, and how was anyone supposed to do that, when you only had one?

But teaching, teaching might be a way to have what he wanted. Teaching is an extension of learning, a way to be a perpetual student.”
V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

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