DB (DB's Guide to the Galaxy) > DB's Quotes

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

“i’m pretty sure you have s t a r d u s t running through those v e i n s.   - women are some kind of magic.”
― Amanda Lovelace, The Princess Saves Herself in this One

“raid your library. read everything you can get your hands on & then some.   go on, collect words & polish them up until they shine like starlight in your palm.   make words your finest weapons— a gold-hilted sword to cut your enemies d o w n.   - a survival plan of sorts.”
― Amanda Lovelace, The Princess Saves Herself in this One

“So now we're here and we are not dead, and Mom, what's more punk rock than living despite all that which has tried to make you not?”
― Neil Hilborn

“(All truly great dresses have pockets.)”
― Amy Spalding, The Summer of Jordi Pérez

“I saw the future, I did, and in it I was alive.”
― Neil Hilborn, The Future

“Everyone was always becoming someone else.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“Guys are beautiful. And girls are handsome. Words aren’t gender-specific.”
― Julian Winters, Running with Lions

“I will try not to judge because I have no idea what you were struggling with in your heart, what complicated your soul. None of us are just one thing, I guess.”
― Randy Ribay, Patron Saints of Nothing

“None of us are just one thing, I guess. None of us. We all have the terrible and amazing power to hurt and help, to harm and heal. We all do both throughout our lives. That's the way it is.”
― Randy Ribay, Patron Saints of Nothing

“The wind is blowing Simon’s hair straight, and he’s squinting—from the sun and from all the smiling. “What!” he shouts at me again.
“You’re so beautiful!” I shout back.
He turns the radio down, so now there’s just the wind and the engine noise to shout over. “What’d you say?!”
“Nothing!”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“I didn't tell him, I never told him. Not in a way that he believed. Not in a way that he could let in and hold on to. Everything he was to me. That he was everything.
Simon, Simon . . .
You were the sun, and I was crashing into you.
I'd wake up every morning and tell myself . . .
I'd tell myself . . .
"You live in fear! In denial!"
Simon is on the ground. His wing is bent the wrong way. His blood is red and abundant. It smells like brown butter. His hair is a mess, his face is in the sand. He doesn't know how much I love him. He's never really heard it.
I'd wake up every morning and tell myself . . .
"Simon . . . love . . . get up. We still have to save Agatha."
Simon is on the ground.
This will end in flames.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“You know what will be fun?"
"What?"
"When we can stop pretending that we're interesting people who go out and do things and instead we can hang out and just do nothing."
It's incredible to hear those words out of someone's mouth besides mine. Not that I've ever said them, actually. Who would I say them to?
"That sounds amazing," I say.”
― Hannah Moskowitz, Sick Kids in Love

“Do you know what happens when a pawn gets all the way across the board?
She becomes a queen.”
― Sangu Mandanna, A Spark of White Fire

“We have no control over what labels others give us, but we can define who we are by the ones we choose to give ourselves.”
― Julian Winters, How to Be Remy Cameron

“Thinking about history makes me wonder how I’ll fit into it one day, I guess. And you too. I kinda wish people still wrote like that. History, huh? Bet we could make some.”
― Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue

“History, huh?”
― Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue

“When you are who they expect you to be, they never look too closely. If you're furious, let it be fuel.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“Séverin crossed his arms. “Zofia, tell him he’s pretty.”
Zofia didn’t look up from her tea. “I am personally undecided, but if we’re assessing based on objectivity, then according to the principles of the golden ratio, also known as phi, which is approximately 1.618, your facial beauty is mathematically pleasing.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“Aristocracy is just a fancy word for thievery.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“Enrique, who has always dreamed about what magic might feel like, thought he had found it then: myths and palimpsests, starlight sugaring the air, and the way hope feels painful when shared equally among friends.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“Don't capture their hearts. Steal their imagination.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“But what no one tells you is that even when you decide which world you will live in, the world may not always see you as you would wish. Sometimes it demands that you be so outrageous as to transcend your very skin. You can change your name. Your eye colour. Make yourself a myth and live within it, so that you belong to no one but yourself.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“Enrique used to feel a twinge of shame when it came to his feelings … He used to pray that when it came to attraction, his body would just choose between men and women, and not both. It was his second-oldest brother, bound for priesthood, who told him that God made no mistakes in crafting their hearts. Enrique still hadn’t quite parsed out his own relationship to faith, but what his brother said had made him stop hating himself. It made him stop turning from what lay inside him and embrace it.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“Hypnos was beautiful at a distance. Up close, he was just plain staggering. Enrique stumbled to his feet, hoping the other boy hadn’t noticed. When he looked up, Hypnos’s eyes looked darker. The pupils blown out, as if he was trying to take in all of him too. “Had I known what pretty company you keep, I might have met with you sooner, Séverin,” said Hypnos, not taking his eyes off Enrique.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“If you are furious, let it be fuel.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“Zofia ignored them. She had no interest in listening to two boys compare their sticks.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Gilded Wolves

“Isolde was the wind and sea and sky of Saint's world. She was the pattern of stars that he navigated by, the sum of all directions on his compass. And he was lost without her.”
― Adrienne Young, Fable

“I didn't belong on the land or on the docks or the cities that lay across the Narrows, The place I belonged was gone”
― Adrienne Young, Fable

“Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)”
― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass