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  • #1
    Taylor Jenkins Reid
    “People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them bare and their response is 'you're safe with me'- that's intimacy.”
    Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

  • #2
    Taylor Jenkins Reid
    “It’s always been fascinating to me how things can be simultaneously true and false, how people can be good and bad all in one, how someone can love you in a way that is beautifully selfless while serving themselves ruthlessly.”
    Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

  • #3
    Taylor Jenkins Reid
    “Do you think I'm a whore?” Harry pulled over to the side of the road and turned to me. “I think you're brilliant. I think you're tough. And I think the word whore is something ignorant people throw around when they have nothing else.

    … “Isn't it awfully convenient,” Harry added, “that when men make the rules, the one thing that's looked down on the most is the one thing that would bear them the greatest threat? Imagine if every single woman on the planet wanted something in exchange when she gave up her body. You'd all be ruling the place. An armed populace. Only men like me would stand a chance against you. And that's the last thing those assholes want, a world run by people like you and me.”

    I laughed, my eyes still puffy and tired from crying. “So am I a whore or not?” “Who knows?” he said. “We're all whores, really, in some way or another. At least in Hollywood.” … “But I like you this way. I like you impure and scrappy and formidable. I like the Evelyn Hugo who sees the world for what it is and then goes out there and wrestles what she wants out of it. So, you know, put whatever label you want on it, just don't change. That would be the real tragedy.”
    Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

  • #4
    Leigh Bardugo
    Na razrusha'ya. I am not ruined. E'ya razrushost. I am ruination.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

  • #5
    Amal El-Mohtar
    “I love you. I love you. I love you. I'll write it in waves. In skies. In my heart. You'll never see, but you will know. I'll be all the poets, I'll kill them all and take each one's place in turn, and every time love's written in all the strands it will be to you.”
    Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War

  • #6
    Amal El-Mohtar
    “I want to meet you in every place I have loved.”
    Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War

  • #7
    Kacen Callender
    “I’m not flaunting anything. I’m just existing. This is me. I can’t hide myself. I can’t disappear. And even if I could, I don’t fucking want to. I have the same right to be here. I have the same right to exist.”
    Kacen Callender, Felix Ever After

  • #8
    Alice Oseman
    “And I’m platonically in love with you.”
    “That was literally the boy-girl version of ‘no homo’, but I appreciate the sentiment.”
    Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

  • #9
    Alice Oseman
    “I couldn’t quite believe how much I seriously loved Aled Last, even if it wasn’t in the ideal way that would make it socially acceptable for us to live together until we die.”
    Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

  • #10
    Alice Oseman
    “Hello.
    I hope somebody is listening.”
    Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

  • #11
    Alice Oseman
    “I don’t think age has much to do with adulthood.”
    Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

  • #12
    Alice Oseman
    “Sometimes i think if nobody spoke to me, i'd never speak again.”
    Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

  • #13
    Alice Oseman
    “Give your friendships the magic you would give a romance. Because they're just as important. Actually, for us, they're way more important.”
    Alice Oseman, Loveless

  • #14
    Alice Oseman
    “In the end, that was the problem with romance. It was so easy to romanticise romance because it was everywhere. It was in music and on TV and in filtered Instagram photos. It was in the air, crisp and alive with fresh possibility. It was in falling leaves, crumbling wooden doorways, scuffed cobblestones and fields of dandelions. It was in the touch of hands, scrawled letters, crumpled sheets and the golden hour. A soft yawn, early morning laugher, shoes lined up together dy the door. Eyes across a dance floor. I could see it all, all the time, all around, but when I got closer, I found nothing was there.”
    Alice Oseman, Loveless



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