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“In a mad world, only the mad are sane.”
― Akira Kurosawa

“The problem with doing nothing is not knowing when you are finished.”
― Nelson De Mille

“If your eyes could speak, what would they say?.”
― Markus Zusak

“To be a poet is a condition rather than a profession.”
― Robert Graves

“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.”
― Plato, The Symposium

“You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination.”
― Roman Payne

“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. 'Time' for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”
― Roman Payne

“Kell wore a very peculiar coat.
It had neither one side, which would be conventional, nor two, which would be unexpected, but several, which was, of course, impossible.
The first thing he did whenever he stepped out of one London and into another was take off the coat and turn it inside out once or twice (or even three times) until he found the side he needed. Not all of them were fashionable, but they each served a purpose. There were ones that blended in and ones that stood out, and one that served no purpose but of which he was just particularly fond.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

“Make yourself a myth and live within it, so that you belong to no one but yourself.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“He wished he didn’t know what he had lost. Maybe then every day wouldn’t feel like this. As if he had once known how to fly, but the skies had shaken him loose and left him with nothing but the memory of wings.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“He read while he walked. He read while he ate. The other librarians suspected he somehow read while he slept, or perhaps didn't sleep at all.”
― Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer

“You’re a storyteller. Dream up something wild and improbable," she pleaded. "Something beautiful and full of monsters."

“Beautiful and full of monsters?"

“All the best stories are.”
― Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer

“On the occasions that he did look up from the page, he would seem as though he were awakening from a dream.”
― Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer

“Good people do all the things bad people do, Lazlo. It's just that when they do them, they call it justice.”
― Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer

“Eril-Fane let out a slow breath. “Were you afraid of the dark as a child?”
A chill snaked up Lazlo’s spine. He thought again of the crypt at the abbey, and the nights locked in with dead monks. “Yes,” he said simply.
“Even when you knew, rationally, that there was nothing in it that could harm you.”
“Yes.”
“Well. We are all children in the dark, here in Weep.”
― Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer

“He believed in magic, like a child, and in ghosts, like a peasant. His nose was broken by a falling volume of fairy tales his first day on the job, and that, they said, told you everything you needed to know about strange Lazlo Strange: head in the clouds, world of his own, fairy tales and fancy.”
― Laini Taylor

“But if you call me Anne, please call me Anne with an 'e'.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“Well now, I'd rather have you than a dozen boys, Anne,' said Matthew patting her hand. 'Just mind you that — rather than a dozen boys. Well now, I guess it wasn't a boy that took the Avery scholarship, was it? It was a girl — my girl — my girl that I'm proud of.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“I like that every page in every book can have a gem on it. It's probably what I love most about writing—that words can be used in a way that's like a child playing in a sandpit, rearranging things, swapping them around. They're the best moments in a day of writing—when an image appears that you didn't know would be there when you started work in the morning.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“He was waving. "Saukerl," she laughed, and as she held up her hand, she knew completely that he was simultaneously calling her a Saumensch. I think that's as close to love as eleven-year-olds can get.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“Of course I told him about you," Liesel said. She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“Insane or not, Rudy was always destined to be Liesel's best friend. A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“It was impossible, of course. But when did that ever stop any dreamer from dreaming.”
― Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer

“Anne watched them as she talked and somehow felt that wind and stars and fireflies were all tangled up together into something unutterably sweet and enchanting.”
― Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“There is a vast melancholy in the canticles of the wolves, melancholy infinite as the forest, endless as these long nights of winter and yet that ghastly sadness, that mourning for their own, irremediable appetites, can never move the heart for not one phrase in it hints at the possibility of redemption; grace could not come to the world from its own despair, only through some external mediator, so that, sometimes, the beast will look as if he half welcomes the knife that despatches him.”
― Angela Carter, The Company of Wolves