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“Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

“It means 'Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234'.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Not everything is about you," Clary said furiously.
"Possibly," Jace said, "but you do have to admit that the majority of things are.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending I'm not there.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

“I know that David Tennant's Hamlet isn't till July. And lots of people are going to be doing Dr Who in Hamlet jokes, so this is just me getting it out of the way early, to avoid the rush...
"To be, or not to be, that is the question. Weeelll.... More of A question really. Not THE question. Because, well, I mean, there are billions and billions of questions out there, and well, when I say billions, I mean, when you add in the answers, not just the questions, weeelll, you're looking at numbers that are positively astronomical and... for that matter the other question is what you lot are doing on this planet in the first place, and er, did anyone try just pushing this little red button?”
― Neil Gaiman

“For a long time,’ Nico said, ‘I had a crush on you. I just wanted you to know.’ Percy looked at Nico. Then at Annabeth, as if to check that he’d heard correctly. Then back at Nico.

‘You –’

‘Yeah,’ Nico said. ‘You’re a great person. But I’m over that. I’m happy for you guys.’

‘You … so you mean –’

‘Right.’

Annabeth’s grey eyes started to sparkle. She gave Nico a sideways smile.

‘Wait,’ Percy said. ‘So you mean –’

‘Right,’ Nico said again. ‘But it’s cool. We’re cool. I mean, I see now … you’re cute, but you’re not my type.’

‘I’m not your type … Wait. So –’

‘See you around, Percy,’ Nico said.”
― Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

“What if we promoted, like, Adidas shoes?’ Percy wondered. ‘Would that make Nike mad enough to show up?" Leo smiled nervously. Maybe he and Percy did share something else – a stupid sense of humour. "Yeah, I bet that would totally be against her sponsorship deal. THOSE ARE NOT THE OFFICIAL SHOES OF THE OLYMPICS! YOU WILL DIE NOW!”
― Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

“I … what? Why would you want a son of Hades in the same room with people you’re trying to heal? Why would anyone want that?’
‘You can’t help out a friend? Maybe cut bandages? Bring me a soda or a snack? Or just a simple How’s it going, Will? You don’t think I could stand to see a friendly face?’
‘What … my face?’
The words simply didn’t make sense together: Friendly face. Nico di Angelo.”
― Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

“Love comes like lightning, and disappears the same way. If you are lucky, it strikes you right. If not, you'll spend your life yearning for a man you can't have.”
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Palace of Illusions

“शेवटी संस्कृती म्हणजे बाजरीची भाकरी... वांग्याचे भरीत...गणपतीबाप्पा मोरया ची मुक्त आरोळी. केळीच्या पानातली भाताची मूद आणि त्यावरचे वरण. उघड्या पायांनी तुडवलेला पंचगंगेचा काठ...मारूतीच्या देवळात एका दमात फोडलेल्या नारळातले उडालेले पाणी...दुस-याचा पाय चूकुन लागल्यावर देखील आपण प्रथम केलेला नमस्कार...दिव्या दिव्यादिपत्कार...आजीने सांगितलेल्या भुतांच्या गोष्टी... मारुतीची न जळणारी आणि वाटेल तेव्हा लहानमोठी होणारी शेपटी...दस-याला वाटायची आपट्याची पाने...पंढरपुरचे धुळ आणि अबिर यांच्या समप्रमाणात मिसळून खाल्लेले डाळे आणि साखरफुटाणे...सिंहगडावर भरुन आलेली छाती आणि दिवंगत आप्त्यांच्या मुठभर अस्थींचा गंगार्पणाच्या वेळी झालेला स्पर्श...कुंभाराच्या चाकावर फिरणा-या गोळ्याला त्याचे पाण्याने भिजलेले नाजुक हात लागून घाटादार मडके घडावे तसा ह्या अद्रूश्य पण भावनेने भिजलेल्या हांतानी हा पिंड घडत असतो.कुणाला देशी मडक्याचा आकार येतो.कुणाला विदेशी कपबशीचा...”
― P.L. Deshpande

“Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“When someone's been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it's like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you're just clutching air and grit.”
― Jenny Han, To All the Boys I've Loved Before

“You'd rather make up a fantasy version of somebody in your head than be with a real person.”
― Jenny Han, To All the Boys I've Loved Before

“I want to say yes, but I don't want to be with a boy whose heart belongs to somebody else. Just once, I want to be somebody else's first choice”
― Jenny Han, To All the Boys I've Loved Before

“When someone's been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it's like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you're just clutching air and grit. That's why you can't save it all up like that.

Because by the time you finally see each other, you're catching up only on the big things, because it's too much bother to tell about the little things. But the little things are what make up life.”
― Jenny Han, To All the Boys I've Loved Before

“Just a tiny little pain,
Three days of heavy rain,
Three days of sunlight,
Everything will be alright,
Just a tiny little pain.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“Go away princess. Leave your outlaw alone. You won't change him... go away, Anna, far away, and don't ever come back. The fairy tale doesn't have a happy ending.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“In a dream, in a fairytale, nothing has to be explained, everything happens of its own accord.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“And the snow that fell onto the roof in winter... it fell softly... softly... and it covered the house, the armchair, the books, the children's voices. It covered Anna and Abel, covered their parallel world, and everything was finally, very, very quiet.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“That was how she saw the storyteller for the last time - in an absolutely silent world, in a staircase. He'd hit his target.
When she fell into darkness, she knew that she would never see him again.
She'd love him to the very end.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“Next to that dragon Micha had wirtten: 'KIS EacH OthER'.
Abel looked at Anna. Anna looked at Abel.
'She is the little queen,' said Abel, 'in our fairy tale, at least.'
'One must obey the queen,' said Anna.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“I am not staying with the murderer," she said, her words muffled by his jacket. "I am not staying with the victim Abel Tannatek or the culprit Abel Tannatek. I am staying with the storyteller.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“That cloak of love you were wearing—he’s torn it to shreds, undoing the seams of trust that held it together. How can you ever wear those shreds?”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“You didn't see us," she said to Anna...
"I was... lost in thought," Anna replied.
"What were you thinking about?"
"You," Anna said. "Isn't that strange? I was thinking of you two so hard that I didn't see you.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“Abel put his hands on her shoulders. "You're cold. You're shivering."
She nodded. "It's not important..."
"Sure it is," and then, in a very low voice, with a private kind of smile, he said, "Rose girl, I told you the branches would wither and you would freeze. You wanted to stay on board..."
Anna nodded. "I'm staying.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“As long as you're better at it than skating...," Anna said and stood up too. She wanted to say more, but that wasn't possible because he was kissing her. Reasonable Anna wanted to draw back the danger of touch. But unreasonable Anna welcomed the kiss like happiness. Maybe, she thought, it's better to take these moments when you get them - there might not be too many in life.”
― Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

“I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yielding— certainly too little for the convenience of the world. I cannot forget the follies and vices of other so soon as I ought, nor their offenses against myself. My feelings are not puffed about with every attempt to move them. My temper would perhaps be called resentful. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“Every act of communication is a miracle of translation.”
― Ken Liu, The Paper Menagerie and Other Stories

“We are defined by the places we hold in the web of others’ lives.”
― Ken Liu, The Paper Menagerie and Other Stories

“There are many ways to say I love you in this cold, dark, silent universe, as many as the twinkling stars.”
― Ken Liu, The Paper Menagerie and Other Stories