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  • #1
    “You should date a girl who reads.
    Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

    Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

    She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

    Buy her another cup of coffee.

    Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

    It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

    She has to give it a shot somehow.

    Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

    Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

    Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

    If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

    You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

    You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

    Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

    Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
    Rosemarie Urquico

  • #2
    Rick Riordan
    “Um...is that thing tame?" Frank said.
    The horse whinnied angrily.
    "I don't think so," Percy guessed. "He just said, 'I will trample you to death, silly Chinese Canadian baby man'.
    Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune

  • #3
    Rick Riordan
    “Life is only precious because it ends, kid.”
    Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune

  • #4
    Rick Riordan
    “There!" Mars finished writing and threw the scroll at Octavian. "A prophecy. You can add it to your books, engrave it on the floor, whatever."
    Octavian read the scroll. "This says, 'Go to Alaska. Find Thanatos and free him. Come back by sundown on June twenty-fourth or die'."
    "Yes," Mars said. "Is that not clear?"
    "Well, my lord...usually prophecies are unclear. They're wrapped in riddles. They rhyme, and..."
    Mars casually popped another grenade off his belt. "Yes?"
    "The prophecy is clear!" Octavian announced. "A quest!”
    Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune

  • #5
    Rick Riordan
    “Two hundred Romans, and no one’s got a pen? Never mind!"

    He slung his M16 onto his back and pulled out a hand grenade. There were many screaming Romans. Then the hand grenade morphed into a ballpoint pen, and Mars began to write.

    Frank looked at Percy with wide eyes. He mouthed: Can your sword do grenade form?

    Percy mouthed back, No. Shut up.”
    Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune

  • #6
    Rick Riordan
    “Yeah, well,” Nico said, “not giving people a second thought…that can be dangerous.”
    Rick Riordan, The House of Hades

  • #7
    John Green
    “That's always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they're pretty. It's like picking your breakfeast cereals based on color instead of taste.”
    John Green, Paper Towns

  • #8
    Rick Riordan
    “Then she did something so unexpected Nico would later think he dreamed it. She walked up to Nico, who was standing to one side in the shadows, as usual. She grabbed his hand and pulled him gently into the firelight. ‘We had one home,’ she said. ‘Now we have two.’ She gave Nico a big hug and the crowd roared with approval. For once, Nico didn’t feel like pulling away. He buried his face in Reyna’s shoulder and blinked the tears out of his eyes.”
    Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

  • #9
    Rick Riordan
    “Tell the sun and stars hello for me.”
    Rick Riordan, The House of Hades

  • #10
    Rick Riordan
    To my wonderful readers:
    Sorry about that last cliff-hanger.
    Well, no, not really. HAHAHAHA.
    But seriously, I love you guys.

    Rick Riordan, The House of Hades

  • #11
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “...things get broken, and sometimes they get repaired, and in most cases, you realize that no matter what gets damaged, life rearranges itself to compensate for your loss, sometimes wonderfully.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #12
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can’t even remember who he is. “Where am I?” he asks, desperate, and then, “Who am I? Who am I?”
    And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem’s whispered incantation. “You’re Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You’re the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You’re the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de los Santos, of the Henry Youngs.
    “You’re a New Yorker. You live in SoHo. You volunteer for an arts organization; you volunteer for a food kitchen.
    “You’re a swimmer. You’re a baker. You’re a cook. You’re a reader. You have a beautiful voice, though you never sing anymore. You’re an excellent pianist. You’re an art collector. You write me lovely messages when I’m away. You’re patient. You’re generous. You’re the best listener I know. You’re the smartest person I know, in every way. You’re the bravest person I know, in every way.
    “You’re a lawyer. You’re the chair of the litigation department at Rosen Pritchard and Klein. You love your job; you work hard at it.
    “You’re a mathematician. You’re a logician. You’ve tried to teach me, again and again.
    “You were treated horribly. You came out on the other end. You were always you.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #13
    Haruki Murakami
    “Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #14
    J.K. Rowling
    “Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #15
    J.K. Rowling
    “Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?"
    "Yes."
    "You called her a liar?"
    "Yes."
    "You told her He Who Must Not Be Named is back?"
    "Yes."
    "Have a biscuit, Potter.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #16
    J.K. Rowling
    “You're a prefect? Oh Ronnie! That's everyone in the family!"
    "What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #17
    Cassandra Clare
    “One must always be careful of books," said Tessa, "and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #18
    Lang Leav
    “It was a question I had worn on my lips for days - like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn't resist pulling - despite knowing it could all unravel around me.

    "Do you love me?" I ask.

    In your hesitation I found my answer.”
    Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

  • #19
    James Clear
    “When you fall in love with the process rather than the product, you don’t have to wait to give yourself permission to be happy. You can be satisfied anytime your system is running.”
    James Clear, Atomic Habits: An Easy & Proven Way to Build Good Habits & Break Bad Ones

  • #20
    James Clear
    “Habits are the compound interest of self-improvement”
    James Clear, Atomic Habits: An Easy and Proven Way to Build Good Habits and Break Bad Ones

  • #21
    James Clear
    “Problem #1: Winners and losers have the same goals.”
    James Clear, Atomic Habits: An Easy & Proven Way to Build Good Habits & Break Bad Ones

  • #22
    Delia Owens
    “Go as far as you can—way out yonder where the crawdads sing.”
    Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing



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