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  • #1
    Louisa May Alcott
    “no no its no use jo, jo we gotta have it out I have loved you ever since I’ve known you jo I couldn’t help it, and and I tried to show you and you wouldn’t let me and I must make you here now and give me an answer because I cannot go on like this any longer, I gave up billiards I gave up everything you didn’t like I’m happy I did it’s fine and I waited and I never complained because I you know I figured you’d love me jo and I realised im not half good enough and im not this great man and”
    Louisa May Alcott, Little Women

  • #2
    Oscar Wilde
    “Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.”
    Oscar Wilde, Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories

  • #3
    John  Green
    “I'm in love with you," he said quietly.

    "Augustus," I said.

    "I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #4
    Kathryn Stockett
    “My entire life’s assignment is to ask questions. Why else are we even here?”
    Kathryn Stockett, The Calamity Club

  • #5
    Kathryn Stockett
    “If you give a girl a taste of fresh air and then take it away, she will grow fierce and wild to get that fresh air back again.”
    Kathryn Stockett, The Calamity Club

  • #6
    John  Green
    “Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there". I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #7
    John  Green
    “So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #8
    Kait Rokowski
    “Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.”
    Kait Rokowski



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