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  • #1
    Madeline Miller
    “I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #2
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “And so I try to be kind to everything I see, and in everything I see, I see him.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #3
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can’t even remember who he is. “Where am I?” he asks, desperate, and then, “Who am I? Who am I?”
    And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem’s whispered incantation. “You’re Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You’re the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You’re the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de los Santos, of the Henry Youngs.
    “You’re a New Yorker. You live in SoHo. You volunteer for an arts organization; you volunteer for a food kitchen.
    “You’re a swimmer. You’re a baker. You’re a cook. You’re a reader. You have a beautiful voice, though you never sing anymore. You’re an excellent pianist. You’re an art collector. You write me lovely messages when I’m away. You’re patient. You’re generous. You’re the best listener I know. You’re the smartest person I know, in every way. You’re the bravest person I know, in every way.
    “You’re a lawyer. You’re the chair of the litigation department at Rosen Pritchard and Klein. You love your job; you work hard at it.
    “You’re a mathematician. You’re a logician. You’ve tried to teach me, again and again.
    “You were treated horribly. You came out on the other end. You were always you.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #4
    Madeline Miller
    “He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #5
    Madeline Miller
    “Name one hero who was happy."
    I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back.
    "You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward.
    "I can't."
    "I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret."
    "Tell me." I loved it when he was like this.
    "I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it."
    "Why me?"
    "Because you're the reason. Swear it."
    "I swear it," I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.
    "I swear it," he echoed.
    We sat like that a moment, hands touching. He grinned.
    "I feel like I could eat the world raw.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #6
    Suzanne Collins
    “And he wanted to keep her. Safe and close at hand. Admired and admiring. Devoted. And entirely, unequivocally his.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

  • #7
    Suzanne Collins
    “You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #8
    Suzanne Collins
    “Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #9
    Suzanne Collins
    “I don't want to lose the boy with the bread.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #10
    Suzanne Collins
    “Remember, girl on fire,” he says, “I'm still betting on you.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #11
    Suzanne Collins
    “I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #12
    Suzanne Collins
    “You love me. Real or not real?"
    I tell him, "Real.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #13
    Suzanne Collins
    “It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #14
    Suzanne Collins
    “You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers.
    "Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #15
    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

  • #16
    Suzanne Collins
    “You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #17
    Suzanne Collins
    “I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me."
    His pupils contract to pinpoints, dialate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always," he murmurs.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #18
    Suzanne Collins
    “Ally." Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can't tell what's real anymore, and what's made up.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #19
    Suzanne Collins
    “Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #20
    Suzanne Collins
    “I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #21
    Suzanne Collins
    “I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #22
    Suzanne Collins
    “That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. 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. And only Peeta can give me that.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #23
    Suzanne Collins
    “They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #24
    Suzanne Collins
    “I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink into flesh. I yank my head back in confusion to find myself looking into Peeta’s eyes, only now they hold my gaze. Blood runs from the teeth marks on the hand he clamped over my nightlock.

    “Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp.

    “I can’t,” he says.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #26
    Suzanne Collins
    “You're mine and I'm yours. It's written in the stars.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

  • #27
    Miguel Ruiz
    “Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourslef or to gossip about others. Use your power of your word in the direction of truth and love.”
    Don Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements: A Practical Guide to Personal Freedom

  • #28
    Miguel Ruiz
    “Humans hardly know what they want, how they want it, or when they want it.”
    Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements: A Practical Guide to Personal Freedom

  • #29
    Miguel Ruiz
    “You express your own divinity by being alive and by loving yourself and others.”
    Don Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements: A Practical Guide to Personal Freedom

  • #30
    Ocean Vuong
    “You once told me that the human eye is god's loneliest creation. How so much of the world passes through the pupil and still it holds nothing. The eye, alone in its socket, doesn't even know there's another one, just like it, an inch away, just as hungry, as empty.”
    Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous



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