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  • #1
    Dr. Seuss
    “I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.”
    Dr. Seuss

  • #2
    Dr. Seuss
    “You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
    Dr. Seuss

  • #3
    Laini Taylor
    “Liraz may have captured Ziri's soul like a butterfly in a bottle, but that was only a formality. It was already hers.
    And, clearly, judging by the state of her laugh-sobbing in Karou's arms, hers was his, too.”
    Laini Taylor, Dreams of Gods & Monsters

  • #4
    Laini Taylor
    “Once upon a time, a girl went to see a monster menagerie where all the exhibits were dead.”
    Laini Taylor, Dreams of Gods & Monsters
    tags: dogam

  • #5
    Lauren Oliver
    “Mama, Mama, help me get home
    I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own.
    I found me a werewolf, a nasty old mutt
    It showed me its teeth and went straight for my gut.

    Mama, Mama, help me get home
    I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own.
    I was stopped by a vampire, a rotting old wreck
    It showed me its teeth and went straight for my neck.

    Mama, Mama, put me to bed
    I won't make it home, I'm already half-dead.
    I met an Invalid, and fell for his art
    He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart.

    -From "A Child's Walk Home," Nursery Rhymes and Folk Tales”
    Lauren Oliver, Delirium

  • #6
    Patrick Süskind
    “For people could close their eyes to greatness, to horrors, to beauty, and their ears to melodies or deceiving words. But they couldn't escape scent. For scent was a brother of breath. Together with breath it entered human beings, who couldn't defend themselves against it, not if they wanted to live. And scent entered into their very core, went directly to their hearts, and decided for good and all between affection and contempt, disgust and lust, love and hate. He who ruled scent ruled the hearts of men.”
    Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

  • #7
    Darynda Jones
    “That took balls."

    "Please," I said with a snort, "that took ovaries. Of which I have two.”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #8
    Darynda Jones
    “Genius has its limitations.
    Insanity...not so much" -Bumper Sticker”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #9
    Darynda Jones
    “If I couldn't be a good example, I'd just have to be a horrible warning.”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #10
    Darynda Jones
    “I have three words for you," EMT Guy said. "Possible internal bleeding."

    I turned back to him. "Don't you think if I was bleeding internally, I'd know somewhere deep inside? Like, internally?”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #11
    Darynda Jones
    “IF IT HAS TIRES OR TESTICLES, IT’S GONNA GIVE YOU TROUBLE. —BUMPER STICKER”
    Darynda Jones, Second Grave on the Left

  • #12
    Darynda Jones
    “You’re just using me for my body.” “You don’t have a body,” I’d remind him.
    “Throw that in my face.”
    “Technically, you don’t have a face either.”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #13
    Darynda Jones
    “Holy shit, are you positive?"
    "As a pregnancy test a month after prom.”
    Darynda Jones, Third Grave Dead Ahead

  • #14
    Darynda Jones
    “I meant to behave. There were just too many other options.--T-SHIRT”
    Darynda Jones, Fourth Grave Beneath My Feet

  • #15
    Darynda Jones
    “Hey, wait," I said, pulling back, "you are the son of Satan. Maybe we need a safe word."

    His grin morphed into something wickedly charming. "Okay, how about, 'Oh, my god, it's so big.'"

    Laughter burst out of me before I could stop it. Not that it wasn't. "That would be a safe phrase, but okay." I thought about it, then said, "How about 'Is that all you've got?”
    Darynda Jones, Fifth Grave Past the Light

  • #16
    Darynda Jones
    “Reyes. Alexander. Farrow," I said.

    Seconds after I spoke his name, Reyes walked into his bedroom, and I looked across the open space directly from my room into his.

    He waited for me to continue.

    "I feel like there's something missing from my bedroom."

    A dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You don't say."

    "Any idea what that might be?"

    He glanced around my room as well, then shrugged. "I can't imagine."

    "Oh, wait," I said, stepping from my room into his, "wasn't there something here? Like, I don't know, a wall or something?"

    He looked up. "You could be right. I do seem to remember a barrier of some kind here."

    "Yep," I said, stepping closer, "I definitely remember a partition separating our apartments." When his only response was a mischievous tilt of his full mouth, I asked, "Where did you put my wall?"

    He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against his doorframe. "What makes you think I took it?"

    "It was there this morning."

    "And that means I took it? Maybe you just misplaced it. Where exactly did you see it last?"

    I pressed my lips together. "You tore down my wall."

    The smile he wore could've charmed the panties off a nun. Completely unrepentant, he admitted, "I tore down your wall.”
    Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge
    tags: wall

  • #17
    Darynda Jones
    “I brought out the most powerful tool I had in my arsenal. "If you resist," I said into Reyes's ear, "I'll be forced to Taser you."

    He looked at what I had in my hand. "That's a phone."

    "I have an app. You'll probably experience nerve damage. Slight memory loss.”
    Darynda Jones, Fifth Grave Past the Light

  • #18
    Darynda Jones
    “Oh, my. What a lovely shade of bitch you're wearing today. --T-SHIRT”
    Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge

  • #19
    Darynda Jones
    “I love language, words, and all the lovely, exciting, and heart wrenching things you can do with them. Pick the right ones, put them in the right order, and you’ve created a moment in time where the reader forgets about the late car payment, the dirty dishes, the impending workweek. You have created a state of bliss. Or negligence, depending on your perspective.”
    Darynda Jones

  • #20
    Darynda Jones
    “Captain," I said, letting the surprise I felt filter into my voice. It was weird how every time I said the word captain, I wanted to tack on a Jack Sparrow at the end.”
    Darynda Jones, Fifth Grave Past the Light

  • #21
    Darynda Jones
    “Dear Santa, WTF...”
    Darynda Jones, Fourth Grave Beneath My Feet

  • #22
    Darynda Jones
    “She still wasn't convinced. "So, if you were a guy, would you be into me?"
    "Hon, if I were a guy, I'd be gay."
    "Yeah, me, too.”
    Darynda Jones, Fifth Grave Past the Light

  • #23
    Darynda Jones
    “Life is not about finding yourself. It's mostly about chocolate. T-Shirt”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #24
    Darynda Jones
    “How does Reyes feel about him?"

    "He would rip out his spine if I let him."

    She patted my knee. "I would expect nothing less from the son of evil incarnate. He's a good guy.”
    Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “A very magnanimous statement, Gideon,” said Magnus.
    “I’m Gabriel.”
    Magnus waved a hand. “All Lightwoods look the same to me.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “I am catastrophically in love with you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “Men may be stronger, but it is women who endure.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “Sometimes one must choose whether to be kind or honorable," he said. "Sometimes one cannot be both.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “Gabriel’s green eyes sought Will. “It was demon pox, wasn’t it? You know all about it, don’t you? Aren’t you some sort of expert?”
    “Well, you needn’t act as if I invented it,” said Will.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #30
    Cassandra Clare
    “There is more to living than not dying.
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess



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