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  • #1
    “I spent my life folded between the pages of books.
    In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me

  • #2
    Cornelia Funke
    “Books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them.”
    Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

  • #3
    Cornelia Funke
    “Nothing is more frightening than a fear you cannot name.”
    Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “There is no pretending," Jace said with absolute clarity. "I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #5
    Cornelia Funke
    “Power. Like wine when you have it. Like poison when you lose it.”
    Cornelia Funke, Reckless

  • #6
    Cornelia Funke
    “She shed no tears. She just sat there, as if someone had cut out her heart.”
    Cornelia Funke, Reckless

  • #7
    Cornelia Funke
    “Power. Intoxicating. Like a fine wine.”
    Cornelia Funke, Reckless

  • #8
    Cornelia Funke
    “How loud a heart could beat. Until it took your breath away.”
    Cornelia Funke, Reckless

  • #9
    Cornelia Funke
    “They slept with each other for the first time while waiting out a storm in an abandoned shepherd hut. The hours the storm granted them, surrounded by raw wool and rusty shears, felt like a month, a year, all the years they’d been waiting for this, full of fear of their kisses, of their too-familiar skins. So far from all their memories, it felt as if they were meeting each other for the first time all over again. The horse scraping around in the discarded fleece, the storm, the sound of rain, Jacob gathered it all, like jewelry he would put around Fox’s neck whenever they would remember this first time.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #10
    Cornelia Funke
    “Love is always a prison.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #11
    Cornelia Funke
    “You humans love mirrors. You have to constantly make sure you still have the same face. Nothing scares you more than if someone changes it.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #12
    Cornelia Funke
    “Yesterday. Was there a more merciless word?”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #13
    Cornelia Funke
    “Sometimes Fox thought all the men she knew had the dreams and wishes of nine-year-old boys—at least all the men she liked.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #14
    Cornelia Funke
    “True love, selfless and deep as the oceans in their most fathomless depths." Orlando let the glove run along the thread, which glistened like a ray of sunlight. "But I fear this one is not meant for me. This kind of thread is not spun in mere days."
    He let his hand drop, and the gold disappeared as though it really had been nothing but a ray of sunlight. "The Golden Yarn… or the inseverable bond, as it is also called. As inseverable as the threads of fate. And there is only one who can spin them and who can cut them.”
    Cornelia Funke, Das goldene Garn

  • #15
    Cornelia Funke
    “Her heart pounded as he kissed her. Or was it his heart? She hadn’t been able to tell the difference ever since he’d freed her from that trap.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #16
    Cornelia Funke
    “She was gone. And his heart was beating too loud and too fast. Into nothingness.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #17
    Cornelia Funke
    “There it was, that familiar fear, love’s terrible price.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #18
    Cornelia Funke
    “Once upon a time...There’s a reason all fairy tales begin like this. But the ‘and they lived happily ever after’ at the end? That has to be earned.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #19
    Cornelia Funke
    “She’d been so certain she knew every crevice of his heart, but Jacob was like a country she’d only traveled through halfway.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #20
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I would have come for you. And if I couldn't walk, I'd crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we'd fight our way out together-knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. We never stop fighting.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #21
    Leigh Bardugo
    “She smiled then, her eyes red, her cheeks scattered with some kind of dust. It was a smile he thought he might die to earn again.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #22
    Cornelia Funke
    “You can’t expect the wolf to turn vegetarian because of one Pup.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #23
    Cornelia Funke
    “Courage was not a given; it was acquired, earned.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #24
    Cornelia Funke
    “Love didn’t deserve the nice reputation it had.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #25
    Cornelia Funke
    “Love scared him. It was soft. And vulnerable.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #26
    Cornelia Funke
    “Love makes cowards of us all.”
    Cornelia Funke, The Golden Yarn

  • #27
    Rick Riordan
    “It's okay,” he said. “We're together.” He didn't say you're okay, or we're alive. After all they'd been through over the last year, he knew that the most important thing was that they were together. She loved him for saying that.”
    Rick Riordan, The Mark of Athena

  • #28
    Rick Riordan
    “Percy, meet Gladiola. Gladiola, Percy."
    I stared at Annabeth, figuring she'd crack up at this practical joke they were playing on me, but she looked deadly serious.

    "I'm not saying hello to a pink poodle," I said. "Forget it."

    "Percy," Annabeth said. "I said hello to the poodle. You say hello to the poodle." The poodle growled.

    "I said hello to the poodle.”
    Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief

  • #29
    Christopher Paolini
    “If I have become my father, then I shall have my father's blade. Thorn is my dragon, and a thorn he shall be to all enemies. It is only right, then, that I should wield the sword, misery. Misery and Thorn, a fit match. Besides, Zar'roc should have gone to Morzan's eldest son, not his youngest. It is mine by right of birth."
    A cold pit formed in Eragon's stomach. It can't be.
    A cruel smile appeared on Murtagh's face. "I never told you my mother's name, did I? And you never told my yours. I'll say it now: Selena.”
    Christopher Paolini, Eldest

  • #30
    Neil Gaiman
    “Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.”
    Neil Gaiman, Coraline



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