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  • #1
    Rick Riordan
    “Blood trickled from the corner of her (Annabeth) mouth. She croaked, "Family, Luke. You promised."
    Luke stared at the knife in Annabeth's hand, the blood on her face. "Promise." Then he gasped like he couldn't get air. "Annabeth . . ." But it wasn't the Titan's voice. It was Luke's. He stumbled forward like he couldn't control his own body. "You're bleeding. . . ." He gasped again."He's changing. Help. He's . . . he's almost ready. He won't need my body anymore. Please—"
    "The knife, Percy," Annabeth muttered. Her breath was shallow. "Hero . . . cursed blade . . ."
    Luke turned and collapsed, clutching his ruined hands."Please, Percy . . ."
    Luke seemed to know what I was thinking. He moistened his lips. "You can't . . . can't do it yourself. He'll break my control. He'll defend himself. Only my hand. I know where. I can . . . can keep him controlled."
    I raised the knife to strike. Then I looked at Annabeth, at Grover. And I finally understood what she'd been trying to tell me. You are not the hero, Rachel had said. It will affect what you do. The line from the great prophecy echoed in my head: A hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap. My whole world tipped upside down,and I gave the knife to Luke.I watched as Luke grasped the hilt he stabbed himself”
    Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

  • #2
    Suzanne Collins
    “There are much worse games to play.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #3
    Suzanne Collins
    “I'll tell them how I survive it. I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in things because I'm afraid it could be taken away. That's when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I've seen someone do. It's like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years.

    But there are much worse games to play.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #4
    Suzanne Collins
    “You love me. Real or not real?"
    I tell him, "Real.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #5
    William Shakespeare
    “Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind. Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste: And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd.”
    William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

  • #6
    J.K. Rowling
    “Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
    "After all this time?"
    "Always," said Snape.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #7
    Paulo Coelho
    “When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.”
    Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

  • #8
    Paulo Coelho
    “One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.”
    Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

  • #9
    Paulo Coelho
    “So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.”
    Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

  • #10
    William Shakespeare
    “Doubt thou the stars are fire;
    Doubt that the sun doth move;
    Doubt truth to be a liar;
    But never doubt I love.”
    William Shakespeare, Hamlet

  • #11
    Stephenie Meyer
    “And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…" he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
    "What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
    "What a sick, masochistic lion.”
    Stephenie Meyer, Twilight

  • #12
    Suzanne Collins
    “What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #13
    Veronica Roth
    “I have something I need to tell you," he says. I run my fingers along the tendons in his hands and look back at him. "I might be in love with you." He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though."
    "That's sensible of you," I say, smiling too. "We should find some paper so you can make a list or a chart or something."
    I feel his laughter against my side, his nose sliding along my jaw, his lips pressing my ear.
    "Maybe I'm already sure," he says, "and I just don't want to frighten you."
    I laugh a little. "Then you should know better."
    "Fine," he says. "Then I love you.”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #14
    Suzanne Collins
    “I can feel Peeta press his forehead into my temple and he asks, 'So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?' I turn into him. 'Put you somewhere you can't get hurt.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #15
    Rick Riordan
    “Be careful of love. It'll twist your brain around and leave you thinking up is down and right is wrong.”
    Rick Riordan, The Battle of the Labyrinth

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #17
    Cassandra Clare
    “What's this?" he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there.
    "It's a girl," Jace said,recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #18
    J.K. Rowling
    “There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.
    "Is this the moment?" Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. "OI! There's a war going on here!"
    Ron and Hermione broke apart, their arms still around each other.
    "I know, mate," said Ron, who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of the head with a Bludger, "so it's now or never, isn't it?"
    "Never mind that, what about the Horcrux?" Harry shouted. "D'you think you could just --- just hold it in, until we've got the diadem?"
    "Yeah --- right --- sorry ---" said Ron, and he and Hermione set about gathering up fangs, both pink in the face.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #19
    J.K. Rowling
    “Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.”
    JK Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #20
    Stephenie Meyer
    “It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #21
    Stephenie Meyer
    “You never know how much time you'll have.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #22
    Stephenie Meyer
    “Eight full lives,” I whispered against his jaw, my voice breaking. “Eight full lives and I never found anyone I would stay on a planet for, anyone I would follow when they left. I never found a partner. Why now? Why you? You're not of my species. How can you be my partner?”
    “It's a strange universe,” he murmured.
    “It's not fair,” I complained, echoing Sunny's words. It wasn't fair. How could I find this, find love–now, in this eleventh hour–and have to leave it? Was it fair that my soul and body couldn't reconcile? Was it fair that I had to love Melanie, too? Was it fair that Ian would suffer? He deserved happiness if anyone did. Itwasn't fair or right or even…sane. How could I do this to him?
    “I love you,” I whispered.
    “Don't say that like you're saying goodbye.”
    But I had to. “I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.” I worded it carefully, so that there would be no lie in my voice.
    “If I were a Dolphin or a Bear or a Flower, it wouldn't matter. I would always love you, always remember you. You will be my only partner.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host
    tags: love



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