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  • #1
    Gabrielle Zevin
    “And what is love, in the end?" Alabaster said. "Except the irrational desire to put evolutionary competitiveness aside in order to ease someone else's journey through life?”
    Gabrielle Zevin, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

  • #2
    Rebecca Makkai
    “You’ll never know anyone’s marriage but your own. And even then, you’ll only know half of it.”
    Rebecca Makkai, The Great Believers

  • #3
    Rebecca Makkai
    “But when someone’s gone and you’re the primary keeper of his memory—letting go would be a kind of murder, wouldn’t it? I had so much love for him, even if it was a complicated love, and where is all that love supposed to go? He was gone, so it couldn’t change, it couldn’t turn to indifference. I was stuck with all that love.”
    Rebecca Makkai, The Great Believers

  • #4
    Kristin Hannah
    “A thing can be true and not the truth,”
    Kristin Hannah, The Great Alone

  • #5
    Kristin Hannah
    “You know what they say about finding a man in Alaska—the odds are good, but the goods are odd.”
    Kristin Hannah, The Great Alone

  • #6
    John Boyne
    “What you know about women,” replied Maude, “could be written in large font on the back of a postage stamp and there’d still be room for the Lord’s Prayer.”
    John Boyne, The Heart's Invisible Furies

  • #7
    Rainbow Rowell
    “This thing between us didn't start with us dating. It didn't even start when you kissed me. You're in me so deep, I wouldn't know how to dig you out. I may get fed up with you... But, Simon, I'll never get tired of you.”
    Rainbow Rowell, Any Way the Wind Blows

  • #8
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “He was like a heart that was beating in every pore of my body. His heart was beating in my heart. His heart was beating in my head. His heart was beating in my stomach. His heart was beating in my legs. His heart was beating in my arms, my hands, my fingers. His heart was beating in my tongue, my lips. No wonder I was trembling.”
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Dive into the Waters of the World

  • #9
    Madeline Miller
    “In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #10
    Madeline Miller
    “There are no bargains between lion and men. I will kill you and eat you raw.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #11
    Madeline Miller
    “I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #12
    Gabrielle Zevin
    “When they had been deciding what to call their company all those years ago, Marx had argued for calling it Tomorrow Games, a name Sam and Sadie instantly rejected as "too soft." Marx explained that the name referenced his favorite speech in Shakespeare, and that it wasn't soft at all.
    "Do you have any ideas that aren't from Shakespeare?" Sadie said.
    To make his case, Marx jumped up on a kitchen chair and recited the "Tomorrow" speech for them, which he knew by heart:


    Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
    Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
    To the last syllable of recorded time;
    And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
    The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
    Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
    That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
    And then is heard no more. It is a tale
    Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
    Signifying nothing.


    "That's bleak," Sadie said.
    "Why start a game company? Let's go kill ourselves," Sam joked.
    "Also," Sadie said, "What does any of that have to do with games?"
    "Isn't it obvious?" Marx said.
    It was not obvious to Sam or to Sadie.
    "What is a game?" Marx said. "It's tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. It's the possibility of infinite rebirth, infinite redemption. The idea that if you keep playing, you could win. No loss is permanent, because nothing is permanent, ever."
    "Nice try, handsome," Sadie said. "Next.”
    Gabrielle Zevin, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

  • #13
    Madeline Miller
    “I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles



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