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  • #1
    Allen Ginsberg
    “Just because I like to suck cock doesn't make me any less American than Jesse Helms.”
    Allen Ginsberg

  • #2
    Victor Hugo
    “Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent”
    Victor Hugo

  • #3
    Emily Brontë
    “I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... Why am I so changed? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.”
    Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights: Includes eBook, Library Edition

  • #4
    Jack Kerouac
    “I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #5
    Victor Hugo
    “I'd like a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a hideous invention by somebody I don't know. It doesn't last, and it's good for nothing. You break your neck simply living.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

  • #6
    Markus Zusak
    “The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #7
    Markus Zusak
    “He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #8
    Allen Ginsberg
    “who journeyed to Denver, who died in Denver, who came back to Denver & waited in vain, who watched over Denver & brooded and loned in Denver and finally went away to find out the Time, & now Denver is lonesome for her heroes,”
    Allen Ginsberg, Howl and Other Poems

  • #9
    Richard Siken
    “I wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving. You could drown in those eyes, I said, so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.”
    Richard Siken

  • #10
    William Shakespeare
    “Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more.
    Men were deceivers ever,
    One foot in sea, and one on shore,
    To one thing constant never.
    Then sigh not so, but let them go,
    And be you blithe and bonny,
    Converting all your sounds of woe
    Into hey nonny, nonny.

    Sing no more ditties, sing no more
    Of dumps so dull and heavy.
    The fraud of men was ever so
    Since summer first was leafy.
    Then sigh not so, but let them go,
    And be you blithe and bonny,
    Converting all your sounds of woe
    Into hey, nonny, nonny.”
    William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

  • #11
    Truman Capote
    “Don't wanna sleep, don't wanna die, just wanna go a-travellin' through the pastures of the sky”
    Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories

  • #12
    Truman Capote
    “Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,' Holly advised him. 'That was Doc's mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky."
    "She's drunk," Joe Bell informed me.
    "Moderately," Holly confessed....Holly lifted her martini. "Let's wish the Doc luck, too," she said, touching her glass against mine. "Good luck: and believe me, dearest Doc -- it's better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear.”
    Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories

  • #13
    Elizabeth Knox
    “You fainted and I caught you. It was the first time I'd supported a human. You had such heavy bones. I put myself between you and gravity. Impossible.”
    Elizabeth Knox, The Vintner's Luck

  • #14
    Stephen E. Ambrose
    “In one of his last newsletters, Mike Ranney wrote: "In thinking back on the days of Easy Company, I'm treasuring my remark to a grandson who asked, 'Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?'
    No,'" I answered, 'but I served in a company of heroes.”
    Stephen E. Ambrose, Band of Brothers: E Company, 506th Regiment, 101st Airborne from Normandy to Hitler's Eagle's Nest

  • #15
    Maria McCann
    “Speak to me, Jacob, do not play the tyrant.

    Speak to me.”
    Maria McCann, As Meat Loves Salt
    tags: love

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “There's something about a place you've been with someone you love. It takes on a meaning in your mind. It becomes more than a place. It becomes a distillation of what you felt for each other. The moments you spend in a place with someone... they become part of its bricks and mortar. Part of its soul.”
    Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

  • #17
    Margaret Atwood
    “I remember the rules, rules that were never spelled out but every woman knew: Don't open your door to a stranger, even if he says he is the police. Make him slide his ID under the door. Don't stop on the road to help a motorist pretending to be in trouble. Keep the locks on and keep going. If anyone whistles, don't turn to look. Don't go into a laundromat, by yourself, at night.

    I think about laundromats. What I wore to them: shorts, jeans, jogging pants. What I put into them: my own clothes, my own soap, my own money, money I had earned myself. I think about having such control.

    Now we walk along the same street, in red pairs, and no man shouts obscenities at us, speaks to us, touches us. No one whistles.

    There is more than one kind of freedom, said Aunt Lydia. Freedom to and freedom from.”
    Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale

  • #18
    Matt Haig
    “Depression is also smaller than you. Always, it is smaller than you, even when it feels vast. It operates within you, you do not operate within it. It may be a dark cloud passing across the sky but - if that is the metaphor - you are the sky. You were there before it. And the cloud can't exist without the sky, but the sky can exist without the cloud.”
    Matt Haig, Reasons to Stay Alive

  • #19
    Matt Haig
    “Things people say to depressives that they don’t say in other life-threatening situations:

    ‘Come on, I know you’ve got tuberculosis, but it could be worse. At least no one’s died.’
    'Why do you think you got cancer of the stomach?’
    ‘Yes, I know, colon cancer is hard, but you want to try living with someone who has got it. Sheesh. Nightmare.’
    ‘Oh, Alzheimer’s you say? Oh, tell me about it, I get that all the time.’
    ‘Ah, meningitis. Come on, mind over matter.’
    ‘Yes, yes, your leg is on fire, but talking about it all the time isn’t going to help things, is it?’
    ‘Okay. Yes. Yes. Maybe your parachute has failed. But chin up.”
    Matt Haig, Reasons to Stay Alive

  • #20
    André Aciman
    “I then asked his assistant for a pen, opened up the hardbound edition, and wrote, Zwischen Immer und Nie, for you in silence, somewhere in Italy in the mid-eighties. In years to come, if the book was still in his possession, I wanted him to ache.”
    André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

  • #21
    “The God honest truth is that I ain't ever gonna love again. She's your true north. I know what that means, because you are mine.”
    dropdeaddream

  • #22
    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

  • #23
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Kaz leaned back. "What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet?"
    "Knife to the throat?" asked Inej.
    "Gun to the back?" said Jesper.
    "Poison in his cup?" suggested Nina.
    "You're all horrible," said Matthias.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #24
    Leigh Bardugo
    I have been made to protect you. Only in death will I be kept from this oath.
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #25
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Maybe there were people who lived those lives. Maybe this girl was one of them. But what about the rest of us? What about the nobodies and the nothings, the invisible girls? We learn to hold our heads as if we wear crowns. We learn to wring magic from the ordinary. That was how you survived when you weren’t chosen, when there was no royal blood in your veins. When the world owed you nothing, you demanded something of it anyway.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #26
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I'd catch myself just walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I'd seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice. And then I'd realize that you weren't there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me. I've risked my life for you. I've walked half the length of Ravka for you, and I'd do it again and again and again just to be with you, just to starve with you and freeze with you and hear you complain about hard cheese every day. So don't tell me why we don't belong together," he said fiercely.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone
    tags: mal

  • #27
    Leigh Bardugo
    Na razrusha'ya. I am not ruined. E'ya razrushost. I am ruination.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

  • #28
    Megan Abbott
    “Love is a kind of killing, Addy," she says. "Don't you know that?”
    Megan Abbott, Dare Me

  • #29
    “So how long have I loved you for? Womb to tomb, sweetheart? Since before I was even here at all.”
    dropdeaddream, The Thirteen Letters

  • #30
    “Ave maria, gratia plena, get him out of this war, and if you gotta take someone then take me, because I've got nothing real to go home to but he's got a girl now and I can see the hope written all over his face when he sees her. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, pray for us sinners, but don't spend too much time on my immortal soul, because not even divine intervention can help me now. I know when to walk away from a fight and trying my damnedest not to need him was a losing battle. I won't be in the history book; that's for you. But I loved you first. As long as they get that right., I don't care what they say.”
    dropdeaddream, The Thirteen Letters



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