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  • #1
    J.R. Ward
    “V was half way down the hall when he heard a yelp. He hightailed it back, barging through the door. “What? What’s …”

    “I’m going bald!”

    V whipped back the shower curtain and frowned. “What are you talking about? You’ve still got your hair…”

    “Not my head! My body, you idiot! I’m going bald!”

    Vishous glanced down. Butch’s torso and legs were shedding, a rush of dark brown fuzz pooling around the drain.

    V started laughing. “Think of it this way. At least you won’t have to worry about shaving your back as you get old, true? No manscaping for you.”

    He was not surprised when a bar of soap came firing at him.”
    J.R. Ward, Lover Revealed

  • #2
    J.R. Ward
    “Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs.

    She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought.

    On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers into claws. Hissed.

    J.R. Ward, Dark Lover

  • #3
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “Da" -Cole”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Forever

  • #4
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “Grace,” I said, very softly. “Say something.”
    Sam,” she said, and I crushed her to me.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #5
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “Sam came around the side of the car and stopped dead when he saw me. “Oh my God, what is THAT?” I used my thumb and middle finger to flick the multicolored pom-pom on top of my head. “In my language, we call it a HAT. It keeps my ears warm.” “Oh my God,” Sam said again, and closed the distance between us. He cupped my face in his hands and studied me. “It’s horribly cute.” He kissed me, looked at the hat, and then he kissed me again. I vowed never to lose the pom-pom hat.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #6
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “If you're reading this, I'm either a wolf for good, or you're Ulrik and you should get the hell out of my stuff.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

  • #7
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “So, Grace, how's school?" I asked myself.
    Dad nodded, eyes on the baby koala now struggling in the guest's arms.
    "Oh, it's fine," I continued, and Dad made a mumbling noise of agreement. I added, "Nothing special, aside from the load of pandas they brought in, and the teachers abandoning us to cannibalistic savages-" I paused to see if I'd caught his attention yet, then pressed on. "The whole building caught fire, then I failed drama, and then sex, sex, sex."
    Dad's eyes abruptly focused, and he turned to me and frowned. "What did you say they were teaching you in school?”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #8
    Stephenie Meyer
    “Sorry if I can't be the right monster for you Bella.”
    Stephenie Meyer, New Moon

  • #9
    Stephenie Meyer
    “Here's to responsibility, twice a week.',”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Twilight Saga

  • #10
    Stephenie Meyer
    “What do I look like? The Wizard of Oz? You need a brain? You need a heart? Go ahead, take mine. Take everything I have.”
    Stephenie Meyer, Breaking Dawn

  • #11
    Suzanne Collins
    “The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker, the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol's plans. The symbol of the rebellion.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #12
    Stephenie Meyer
    “The worst part is that I saw the whole thing -- our whole life. And I want it bad, Jake, I want it all. I want to stay right here and never move. I want to love you and make you happy. And I can't, and it's killing me.”
    Stephenie Meyer, Eclipse

  • #13
    Suzanne Collins
    “We had to save you because you're the mockingjay, Katniss," says Plutarch. "While you live, the revolution lives.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #14
    Suzanne Collins
    “Great. Now I have to go back and tell Haymitch I want an eighty-year-old and Nuts and Volts for my allies. He'll love that.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #15
    Suzanne Collins
    “I guess this is a bad time to mention I hung a dummy and painted Seneca Crane's name on it...”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #16
    Suzanne Collins
    “You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #17
    Suzanne Collins
    “You love me. Real or not real?"
    I tell him, "Real.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #18
    Jandy Nelson
    “grief is a house
    where the chairs
    have forgotten how to hold us
    the mirrors how to reflect us
    the walls how to contain us

    grief is a house that disappears
    each time someone knocks at the door
    or rings the bell
    a house that blows into the air
    at the slightest gust
    that buries itself deep in the ground
    while everyone is sleeping

    grief is a house where no one can protect you
    where the younger sister
    will grow older than the older one
    where the doors
    no longer let you in
    or out”
    Jandy Nelson, The Sky is Everywhere

  • #19
    Charlotte Brontë
    “I loved him very much - more than I could trust myself to say - more than words had power to express."

    - Jane Eyre”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #20
    Jane Austen
    “An unhappy alternative is before you, Elizabeth. From this day you must be a stranger to one of your parents. Your mother will never see you again if you do not marry Mr. Collins, and I will never see you again if you do.”
    Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

  • #21
    Bram Stoker
    “There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.”
    Bram Stoker, Dracula

  • #22
    Anna Quindlen
    “Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.”
    Anna Quindlen, How Reading Changed My Life

  • #23
    Kathryn Stockett
    “...out of the blue, he kissed me. Right in the middle of the Robert E. Lee Hotel Restaurant, he kissed me so slowly with an open mouth and every single thing in my body-my skin, my collarbone, the hollow backs of my knees, everything inside of me filled up with light.”
    Kathryn Stockett, The Help

  • #24
    Harper Lee
    “Summer, and he watches his children's heart break. Autumn again and Boo's children needed him. Atticus was right. One time he said you never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them. Just standing on the Radley porch was enough.”
    Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

  • #25
    George R.R. Martin
    “Oh, my sweet summer child," Old Nan said quietly, "what do you know of fear?
    Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet
    deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long
    night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children
    are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and
    hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods”
    George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

  • #26
    Lauren Oliver
    “The last laugh, the last cup of coffee, the last sunset, the last time you jump through a sprinkler, or eat an ice-cream cone, or stick your tongue out to catch a snowflake. You just don't know.”
    Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

  • #27
    Lauren Oliver
    “Hunky Heroes, rescuing distressed women, captive princesses, and girls without wheels since 1684. p. 450”
    Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall
    tags: humor

  • #28
    George R.R. Martin
    “Every man must die, Jon Snow. But first he must live.”
    George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

  • #29
    George R.R. Martin
    “Will you make a song for him?' the woman asked.
    'He has a song,' the man replied. 'He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire.”
    George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

  • #30
    “You should date a girl who reads.
    Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

    Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

    She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

    Buy her another cup of coffee.

    Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

    It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

    She has to give it a shot somehow.

    Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

    Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

    Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

    If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

    You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

    You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

    Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

    Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
    Rosemarie Urquico