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  • #1
    Suzanne Collins
    “You love me. Real or not real?"
    I tell him, "Real.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #2
    J.K. Rowling
    “Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter?"
    "Yes," said Harry stiffly.
    "Yes, sir."
    "There's no need to call me "sir" Professor."
    The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

  • #3
    J.K. Rowling
    “You're a prefect? Oh Ronnie! That's everyone in the family!"
    "What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #4
    Richelle Mead
    “I’d said it before and meant it: Alive or undead, the love of my life was a badass.”
    Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

  • #5
    Richelle Mead
    “Do you think I'm pretty?
    I think you're beautiful
    Beautiful?
    You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.”
    Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy

  • #6
    Richelle Mead
    “You will lose what you value most, so treasure it while you can.”
    Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

  • #7
    Richelle Mead
    “What's up?" I asked.

    You tell me," he said. "You were the one about ready to start making out with Adrian."

    It was an experiment," I said. "It was part of my therapy."

    What the hell kind of therapy are you in?”
    Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

  • #8
    Richelle Mead
    “I set off, off to kill the man I love.”
    Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

  • #9
    Richelle Mead
    “Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . it
    was all just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.”
    Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

  • #10
    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

  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “I am a man" he told her, "and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #12
    Cassandra Clare
    “Is this the part where you say if I hurt her, you'll kill me?"
    "No" Simon said, "If you hurt Clary she's quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #13
    Lauren Oliver
    “I love you. Remember. They cannot take it”
    Lauren Oliver, Delirium

  • #14
    Cassandra Clare
    “Malachi scowled. "I don't remember the Clave inviting you into the Glass City, Magnus Bane."
    "They didn't," Magnus said. "Your wards are down."
    "Really?" the Consul's voice dripped sarcasm. "I hadn't noticed."
    Magnus looked concerned. "That's terrible. Someone should have told you." He glanced at Luke. "Tell him the wards are down.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #15
    Nicholas Sparks
    “Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it.”
    Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember

  • #16
    Stephenie Meyer
    “I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #17
    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

  • #18
    Stephenie Meyer
    “I held you in my hands, Wanderer, and you were beautiful.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #19
    Stephenie Meyer
    “You. Are. Not. Leaving. Me.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #20
    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

  • #21
    Stephenie Meyer
    “You are the noblest, purest creature I've ever met. The universe will be a darker place without you," he whispered.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #22
    Stephenie Meyer
    “Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #23
    Stephenie Meyer
    “Jealous, O’Shea?"
    "Actually… I am.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #24
    Stephenie Meyer
    “Ian stood above me, his chest heaving with exertion and fury. For a second he turned away and put the door back in place with one swift wrench. And then he was glowering again.
    I took a deep breath and rolled up onto my knees, holding my hands out, palms up, wishing that some magic would appear in them. Something I could give him, something I could say. But my hands were empty.
    "You. Are. Not. Leaving. Me." His eyes blazed - burning brighter than I had ever seen them, blue fires.
    "Ian," I whispered. "You have to see that... that I can't stay. You must se that."
    "No!" he shouted at me.
    I cringed back, and, abruptly, Ian crumpled forward, falling to his knees, falling into me. He buried his head in my stomach, and his arms locked around my waist. He was shaking, shaking hard, and loud, desperate sobs were breaking out of his chest.
    "No, Ian, no," I begged. This was so much worse than his anger. "Don't, please. Please, don't."
    "Wanda," he moaned.
    "Ian, please. Don't feel this way. Don't. I'm so sorry. Please."
    I was crying too, shaking too, though that might have been him shaking me.
    "You can't leave."
    "I have to, I have to," I sobbed.
    And then we cried wordlessly for a long time.”
    Stephenie Meyer, The Host

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “If Jem dies, I cannot be with Tessa,” said Will. “Because it will be as if I were waiting for him to die, or took some joy in his death, if it let me have her. And I will not be that person. I will not profit from his death. So he must live.” He lowered his arm, his sleeve bloody. “It is the only way any of this can ever mean anything. Otherwise it is only —”

    “Pointless, needless suffering and pain? I don’t suppose it would help if I told you that was the way life is. The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away,” Magnus said.

    “I want more than that,” said Will. “You made me want more than that. You showed me I was only ever cursed because I had chosen to believe myself so. You told me there was possibility, meaning. And now you would turn your back on what you created.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “It has been the privilege and the honor of my life to know you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “And to the devil with it if she is!" said the Consul. "One girl, who is not Nephilim, is not, cannot, be our priority."

    "She is my priority!" Will shouted.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “You know,” Cecily said, “you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #30
    Cassandra Clare
    “Wo wei ni xie de,” he said, as he raised the violin to his left shoulder, tucking it under his chin. He had told her many violinists used a shoulder rest, but he did not: there was a slight mark on the side of his throat, like a permanent bruise, where the violin rested.

    “You — made something for me?” Tessa asked.

    “I wrote something for you,” he corrected, with a smile, and began to play.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess



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