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‘Unlike the movies, you don’t just leave your home, your marriage and everything you know and simply start a new life. There is a bit in between where you’re just breathing - like a drowning men who clings onto a rock. You know you’re alive, you can move, you can speak, but something is missing.’

‘It cost our ancestors too damned much for us to have this life - the best thing we can do to honour them is to live it to the fullest.’

‘And if all you have left is your faith, then you cling to it with every shred of strength you have left- do you hear me?’

‘I’m homesick all the time. I just don’t know where the home is. There is this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it’s like chasing the moon - just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon. I grieve and try to move on, but then the damn thing comes back the next night, giving me hope of catching it all over again.’

‘ Your peers when you are a teenager will always be the keepers of your embarrassments and regret. It was one of life’s great injustices, that you can move on and be accomplished and happy, but the moment you see someone from high school you immediately become the person you were then, not the person you are now.’

‘Courage is not the absence of fear, Pete knew. Courage requires fear.’

‘Let the urge flare in the light of recent events, he thought. Let it have its moment. And then let it die.’

‘Perhaps that is what it is like being with other people. Perhaps even people you like and admire immensely can make you see the world in ways you would rather not. ‘

‘Words hold such immense power. A book is a door to the unknown; it warmly welcomes those who step inside and transports them to all sorts of times and places.’

‘Once created, memories and words will never be erased. Even if you forget yourself completely, that will never mean that you did not exist. You see, when a tree falls in a forest, and no one is there to hear it, it will still make a sound.’

‘ Bea says that the art of reading is slowly dying, that it’s an intimate ritual, that a book is a mirror that offers us only what we already carry inside us, that when we read, we do it with all our heart and mind, and great readers are becoming more scarce by the day.’

‘Those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.’

‘Books are mirrors, you only see in them what you already have inside you.’

‘As I was saying, love is like pork, there’s loin steak and there is bologna. Each has its own place and function.’

‘Someone once said that the moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you’ve already stopped loving that person forever.’

‘The words with which a child’s heart is poisoned, whether through malice or through ignorance, remain branded in his memory, and sooner or later they burn his soul.’

‘Our work will not die as a result of the bomb, as the papers say - it will die of laughter, of banality, of making a joke of everything, and a lousy joke at that.’

‘Presents are made for the pleasure of the one who gives them, not for the merits of those who receive them.’

‘This is a world of shadows, Daniel, and magic is a rare asset.’

‘As it happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.’

‘Weyward, they called us, when we would not submit, would not bend to their will. But we learned to wear the name with pride.’

‘Most men lead lives of quiet desperation.’

‘Tell me, what it is you plan to do, with your one wild and precious life?’

‘But all he had seen was his own ego reflected back at him. Her admiration made him feel like the man he was desperate to become.’

‘Mary had wondered if the captain could hear it. The beauty they made of his prison.’

‘I was beautiful once. I would not recommend it.’

‘My wheezing words don’t carry much weight any more. They drop like dead birds from the sky, landing in a place no one ever goes.’

‘Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.’

‘Every woman I’d ever met had learnt how to grin with her heart bleeding out into her chest.’

‘Because love, at its root, is hope. Hope for tomorrow. Hope for what could be. Hope that someone you’ve entrusted your everything to, will cradle and protect it. And hope? That shit is harder to kill than a dragon.’