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  • #1
    Stephen Chbosky
    “I don’t know if I will have the time to write any more letters, because I might be too busy trying to participate. So, if this does end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school, and you helped me. Even if you didn’t know what I was talking about, or know someone who’s gone through it, you made me not feel alone. Because I know there are people who say all these things don’t happen. And there are people who forget what it’s like to be sixteen when they turn seventeen. I know these will all be stories some day, and our pictures will become old photographs. We all become somebody’s mom or dad. But right now, these moments are not stories. This is happening. I am here, and I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You are alive. And you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song, and that drive with the people who you love most in this world. And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #2
    Jane Austen
    “The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
    Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

  • #3
    Jane Austen
    “There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”
    Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

  • #4
    Jane Austen
    “I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! -- When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.”
    Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

  • #5
    Charlotte Brontë
    “I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good angel–I am bound to you with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you–and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.”
    Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre

  • #6
    Emily Brontë
    “She burned too bright for this world.”
    Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

  • #7
    Emily Brontë
    “It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,' he answered. 'Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?”
    Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

  • #8
    William Shakespeare
    “Love all, trust a few,
    Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy
    Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend
    Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence,
    But never tax'd for speech.”
    William Shakespeare, All's Well That Ends Well

  • #9
    William Shakespeare
    “The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”
    William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

  • #10
    William Shakespeare
    “Doubt thou the stars are fire;
    Doubt that the sun doth move;
    Doubt truth to be a liar;
    But never doubt I love.”
    William Shakespeare, Hamlet

  • #11
    William Shakespeare
    “If music be the food of love, play on;
    Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
    The appetite may sicken, and so die.
    That strain again! it had a dying fall:
    O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
    That breathes upon a bank of violets,
    Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
    'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
    O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
    That, notwithstanding thy capacity
    Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
    Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
    But falls into abatement and low price,
    Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
    That it alone is high fantastical.”
    William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

  • #12
    William Shakespeare
    “It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.”
    William Shakespeare

  • #13
    William Shakespeare
    “When he shall die,
    Take him and cut him out in little stars,
    And he will make the face of heaven so fine
    That all the world will be in love with night
    And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #14
    William Shakespeare
    “If I profane with my unworthiest hand
    This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
    My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
    To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

    Juliet:
    Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
    Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
    For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
    And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.

    Romeo:
    Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

    Juliet:
    Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

    Romeo:
    O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
    They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

    Juliet:
    Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

    Romeo:
    Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
    Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.

    Juliet:
    Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

    Romeo:
    Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
    Give me my sin again.

    Juliet:
    You kiss by the book.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #15
    William Shakespeare
    “What's done cannot be undone.”
    William Shakespeare , Macbeth

  • #16
    William Shakespeare
    “He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
    But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
    It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
    Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
    Who is already sick and pale with grief,
    That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she.
    Be not her maid since she is envious.
    Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
    And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off!
    It is my lady. Oh, it is my love.
    Oh, that she knew she were!
    She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that?
    Her eye discourses. I will answer it.—
    I am too bold. 'Tis not to me she speaks.
    Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
    Having some business, do entreat her eyes
    To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
    What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
    The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
    As daylight doth a lamp. Her eye in heaven
    Would through the airy region stream so bright
    That birds would sing and think it were not night.
    See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.
    Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand
    That I might touch that cheek!”
    William Shakespeare

  • #17
    William Shakespeare
    “This above all: to thine own self be true,
    And it must follow, as the night the day,
    Thou canst not then be false to any man.”
    William Shakespeare, Hamlet

  • #18
    Cecelia Ahern
    “You deserve someone who loves you with every single beat of his heart, someone who thinks about you constantly, someone who spends every minute of every day just wondering what you’re doing, where you are, who you’re with, and if you’re OK. You need someone who can help you reach your dreams and protect you from your fears. You need someone who will treat you with respect, love every part of you, especially your flaws. You should be with someone who could make you happy, really happy, dancing on air happy.”
    Cecelia Ahern, Love, Rosie

  • #19
    Cecelia Ahern
    “I’ve learned that home isn’t a place, it’s a feeling.”
    Cecelia Ahern, Love, Rosie

  • #20
    Cecelia Ahern
    “Rosie,

    I'm returning to Boston tomorrow but before I go I wanted to write this letter to you. All the thoughts and feelings that have been bubbling up inside me are finally overflowing from this pen and I'm leaving this letter for you so that you don't feel that I'm putting you under any great pressure. I understand that you will need to take your time trying to decide on what I am about to say.
    I no what's going on, Rosie. You're my best friend and I can see the sadness in your eyes. I no that Greg isn't away working for the weekend. You never could lie to me; you were always terrible at it. Your eyes betray you time and time again. Don't pretend that everything is perfect because I see it isn't. I see that Greg is a selfish man who has absolutely no idea just how lucky he is and it makes me sick.
    He is the luckiest man in the world to have you, Rosie, but he doesn't deserve you and you deserve far better. You deserve someone who loves you with every single beat of his heart, someone who thinks about you constantly, someone who spends every minute of every day just wondering what you're doing, where you are, who you're with and if you're OK. You need someone who can help you reach your dreams and who can protect you from your fears. You need someone who will treat you with respect, love every part of you, especially your flaws. You should be with someone who can make you happy, really happy, dancing-on-air happy. Someone who should have taken the chance to be with you years ago instead of becoming scared and being too afraid to try.
    I am not scared any more, Rosie. I am not afraid to try. I no what the feeling was at your wedding - it was jealousy. My heart broke when I saw the woman I love turning away from me to walk down the aisle with another man, a man she planned to spend the rest of her life with. It was like a prison sentence for me - years stretching ahead without me being able to tell you how I feel or hold you how I wanted to.
    Twice we've stood beside each other at the altar, Rosie. Twice. And twice we got it wrong. I needed you to be there for my wedding day but I was too stupid to see that I needed you to be the reason for my wedding day.
    I should never have let your lips leave mine all those years ago in Boston. I should never have pulled away. I should never have panicked. I should never have wasted all those years without you. Give me a chance to make them up to you. I love you, Rosie, and I want to be with you and Katie and Josh. Always.
    Please think about it. Don't waste your time on Greg. This is our opportunity. Let's stop being afraid and take the chance. I promise I'll make you happy.

    All my love,
    Alex”
    Cecelia Ahern, Love, Rosie

  • #21
    Suzanne Collins
    “You love me. Real or not real?"
    I tell him, "Real.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #22
    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

  • #23
    Suzanne Collins
    “You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #24
    Suzanne Collins
    “I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #25
    I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.
    “I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #26
    Suzanne Collins
    “It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #27
    Suzanne Collins
    “Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #28
    Suzanne Collins
    “Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #29
    Suzanne Collins
    “Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
    A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
    Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
    And when it's morning again, they'll wash away
    Here it's safe, here it's warm
    Here the daisies guard you from every harm
    Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
    Here is the place where I love you.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #30
    Suzanne Collins
    “You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire



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