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Gaahd, congratulate me- I have reached this point!

Ugggh. Here we are again at the crime scene and my heart is racing!

“Countless gods filled countless gaps,” Langdon said. “And
yet, over the centuries, scientific knowledge increased.” A
collage of mathematical and technical symbols flooded the sky
overhead. “As the gaps in our understanding of the natural
world gradually disappeared, our pantheon of gods began to
shrink.”

After n years of not reading any novel, I totally forgot Brown has his own way of playing with your imagination through the visuals portrayed by his words.

105 Chapters??!! Okaay, lezz do dizz!

Love this page!

"the moment the moment i was saving myself for was stolen and i wasn't even
allowed to remember it" 3

Will read tomorrow. My eyes are tired and besides I've reached my goal of 50 books!

Will read tomorrow. My eyes are tired and besides I've reached my goal of 50 books!

“There is only war in love,” he says. “If anyone tells you otherwise, they’re lying. The constant fight to
keep love relevant, while growing and changing as a human, is the battle. You fight for them, fight to keep them, fight to love them. Do you fight for yourself, or do you fight for the relationship? What can’t you live without? There’s your answer.”

There’s a lot of rebuilding to do after your heart breaks. For instance, you have to rearrange your perspective. What is important now that I have no desire to eat, drink, work, play, love, sleep, talk, or
think? Healing. You have to focus on the minuscule, stupid things that make you happy every day.

You can love someone your whole life and not know why

Who wants to hide from the truth? Maybe people who have had too
much of it. Or people who have had too little. Or people who are too shallow to appreciate its hard
edges.

And I know I’m wearing a slutty
dress, and my hair is a mess, and people are looking at me. But they can’t see my heart.

When people resolve themselves to something, it becomes very difficult to feel anything but that resolve.

I love the Harry Potter references!

To fall in love with a boy is one thing, but to fall in love with your
best friend’s boy because of a dream is … well, fucked.

There are definite, solid lines in life that should never be crossed.

“The sadness comes in waves, yes? It’s like you feel something different every ten minutes.”

Was it me? Was I too cold? Too inexperienced? Not pretty enough? Not good enough in bed? And when disloyal, seed-sowing scum buckets slept with other girls, why did
women look inward to find fault in themselves? It wasn’t my fault.

“Avada Kedavra,” I whisper at Sadie.

AHAHAHAHAHA

Trapped in the dream? Hmm..

“Do you know that feeling you have right now? The bewilderment, the fear, the fascination?”
I nod.
“That’s what I feel every day. Because I’ve never loved someone like I love you.”

Wow umpisa pa lang may pasabog na agad.

Wow umpisa pa lang may pasabog na agad.

“Do fictional boyfriends cry as much as I do?” I ask her.
She laughs. “Only the really great ones.”

Because when you love someone, you owe it to them to help them be the best version of themselves that they can be. And as much as it crushes me to admit this, the best version of you doesn’t include me.

It took four years for me to fall in love with him.
It only took four pages to stop.