Grace > Grace's Quotes

“And now I know why they invented words for love, why they had to: It's the only thing that can come close to describing what I feel in that moment, the baffling mixture of pain and pleasure and fear and joy, all running sharply through me at once.”
― Lauren Oliver, Delirium

“Jem: I’ve thought about it a lot lately and I’ve got it figured out. There’s four kinds of folks in Maycomb County. There’s the ordinary kind like us and the neighbors, there’s the kind like the Cunninghams out in the woods, the kind like the Ewells down at the dump, and the Negroes. The thing about it is, our kind of folks don’t like the Cunninghams, the Cunninghams don’t like the Ewells, and the Ewells hate and despise the colored folks.

Scout: Naw, Jem, I think there’s just one kind of folks. Folks.

Jem: That’s what I thought, too. When I was your age. If there’s just one kind of folks, why can’t they get along with each other? If they’re all alike, why do they go out of their way to despise each other? Scout, I think I’m beginning to understand something. I think I’m beginning to understand why Boo Radley’s stayed shut up in the house all this time… it’s because he wants to stay inside.”
― harper lee

“I'm in love with you," he said quietly.

"Augustus," I said.

"I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow,
The delight of happy laughter,
The delight of low replies.”
― Alfred Tennyson, Maud, and other poems

“Twelve voices were shouting in anger, and they were all alike. No question, now, what had happened to the faces of the pigs. The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.”
― George Orwell, Animal Farm

“People will say it's sad that she leaves a lesser scar, that fewer remember her, that she was loved deeply but not widely. But it's not sad, Van Houten. It's triumphant. It's heroic. Isn't that the real heroism? Like the doctors say: First, do no harm.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“Unless you write yourself, you can’t know how wonderful it is; I always used to bemoan the fact that I couldn’t draw, but now I’m overjoyed that at least I can write. And if I don’t have the talent to write books or newspaper articles, I can always write for myself. But I want to achieve more than that.”
― Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl

“I can't keep that up...finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside and keep trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and what I could be, if...there weren't any other people living in the world.”
― Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl

“You eyes are wide open, but you see nothing.”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year

“My father always told me that a person is made up of all the little choices they make in life. The choices no one ever sees.”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year

“That’s the problem with letting the light in—after it’s been taken away from you, it feels even darker than it was before.”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year

“Sometimes I feel like we might burn down the world to cindery bits, with our love, our rage, and everything in between.”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year

“THEY SAY THE FIRST STEP is the hardest. But it’s really the third—when you’re too far in to turn back and not far enough to completely commit.”
― Kim Liggett, Blood and Salt

“I feel dead inside. But maybe that's exactly what I need to get through this.”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year

“We hurt each other because it's the only way we're permitted to show our anger. When our choices are taken from us, the fire builds within. Sometimes I feel like we might burn down the world to cindery bits, with our love, our rage, and everything in between”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year

“The things we do to girls. Whether we put them on pedestals only to tear them down, or use them for parts and holes, we're all complicit in this. But everything touches everything else, and I have to believe that some good will come out of all this destruction.”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year

“Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“For just a second, I saw Persephone, pomegranate in hand. Dooming herself to the underworld. Is that who I was? Hades himself, coveting springtime, stealing it, condemning it to endless night.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“Perhaps romance always seemed a slightly foolish thing to everyone until one actually fell into it.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“A word I'd never said before in the presence of a lady slid between my clenched teeth.”
― Stephenie Meyer , Midnight Sun

“Bella's going to stare at Edward in a minute. Look normal," Alice said one Tuesday in March (93),”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“How old are you?" she asked. My answer was automatic and ingrained. "Seventeen." "And how long have you been seventeen?" I tried not to smile at her patronizing tone. "A while," I admitted (203)”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“Every word we spoke here—each one of them was another pomegranate seed.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“It's twilight," I said. The time when vampires came out to play-when we never had to fear that a shifting cloud might cause us trouble-when we could enjoy the last remnants of light in the sky without worrying that we would be exposed (283).”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“This was a dangerous path to even hint at. Hades and his pomegranate. How many toxic seeds had I already infected her with?”
― Stephenie Meyer

“It would have been easier to lose her then, I knew. Just as I would never have known joy, I wouldn't have suffered the depths of pain I now knew to exist (365).”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun

“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb...," I whispered (367).”
― Stephenie Meyer

“I also saw very clearly in that moment that there was no separate monster and never had been one. Eager to disconnect my mind from my desires, I had - as was my habit - personified that hated part of myself to distance it from the parts that I considered me. Just as I had created the harpy to give myself someone to fight. It was a coping mechanism and not a very good one. Better to see myself as the whole, bad and good, and work with the reality of it (370).”
― Stephenie Meyer, Midnight Sun