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  • #1
    George R.R. Martin
    “Lord Tywin Lannister did not, in the end, shit gold.”
    George R R Martin

  • #2
    Richard Siken
    “You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.”
    richard siken

  • #3
    Warsan Shire
    “give your daughters difficult names. give your daughters names that command the full use of tongue. my name makes you want to tell me the truth. my name doesn’t allow me to trust anyone that cannot pronounce it right.”
    Warsan Shire

  • #4
    Warsan Shire
    “every mouth you’ve ever kissed
    was just practice
    all the bodies you’ve ever undressed
    and ploughed in to
    were preparing you for me.
    i don’t mind tasting them in the
    memory of your mouth
    they were a long hall way
    a door half open
    a single suit case still on the conveyor belt
    was it a long journey?
    did it take you long to find me?
    you’re here now,
    welcome home.”
    Warsan Shire

  • #5
    Victoria Schwab
    “I'd rather die on an adventure than live standing still.”
    V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

  • #6
    Victoria Schwab
    “Hesitation is the death of advantage.”
    Victoria Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

  • #7
    Maria Dahvana Headley
    “And there's the loudest sound I've ever heard and the brightest white I've ever seen, and I'm made of it, I'm-
    I'm made of light
    I'm made of heat
    And I'm flying”
    Maria Dahvana Headley, Magonia

  • #8
    Maria Dahvana Headley
    “If you look at the sky that way, it’s this massive shifting poem, or maybe a letter, first written by one author, and then, when the earth moves, annotated by another. So I stare and stare until, one day, I can read it.”
    Maria Dahvana Headley, Magonia

  • #9
    Maria Dahvana Headley
    “I can't imagine a universe in which I try to unlove her.”
    Maria Dahvana Headley, Magonia

  • #10
    Maria Dahvana Headley
    “I'm dark matter. The universe inside of me is full of something, and science can't even shine a light on it. I feel like I'm mostly made of mysteries.”
    Maria Dahvana Headley, Magonia

  • #11
    Victoria Aveyard
    “I will never make the mistake of loving you ever again."
    "So you choose him?"
    That's all this ever was. Jealousy. Rivalry. All so shadow could defeat the flame.”
    Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen

  • #12
    Madeline Miller
    “Name one hero who was happy."
    I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back.
    "You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward.
    "I can't."
    "I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret."
    "Tell me." I loved it when he was like this.
    "I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it."
    "Why me?"
    "Because you're the reason. Swear it."
    "I swear it," I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.
    "I swear it," he echoed.
    We sat like that a moment, hands touching. He grinned.
    "I feel like I could eat the world raw.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #13
    Madeline Miller
    “I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #14
    Madeline Miller
    “In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #15
    Madeline Miller
    “And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #16
    Madeline Miller
    “When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #17
    Madeline Miller
    “We were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #18
    Madeline Miller
    “I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.
    If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth.
    As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong.
    “Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #19
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “She wore a dress Ronan thought looked like a lampshade. Whatever sort of lamp it belonged on, Gansey clearly wished he had one.
    Ronan wasn't a fan of lamps.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

  • #20
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “You can be just friends with people, you know," Orla said. "I think it's crazy how you're in love with all those raven boys."

    Orla wasn't wrong, of course. But what she didn't realize about Blue and her boys was that they were all in love with one another. She was no less obsessed with them than they were with her, or one another, analyzing every conversation and gesture, drawing out every joke into a longer and longer running gag, spending each moment either with one another or thinking about when next they would be with one another. Blue was perfectly aware that it was possible to have a friendship that wasn't all-encompassing, that wasn't blinding, deafening, maddening, quickening. It was just that now that she'd had this kind, she didn't want the other.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

  • #21
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I know when I'm awake and when I'm asleep," Ronan Lynch said.
    Adam Parrish, curled over himself in a pair of battered, greasy coveralls, asked, "Do you?"
    "Maybe I dreamt you," he said.
    "Thanks for the straight teeth, then," Adam replied.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

  • #22
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I'm glad you misdialed."

    "Well. Easy mistake to make," she said. Might do it again." A very, very long pause. She opened her mouth to fill it, then changed her mind and didn't. She was shivering again, even though she wasn't cold with the pillow on her legs.

    "Shouldn't," Gansey said finally. "But I hope you do.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

  • #23
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “Blue,” he warned, but his voice was chaotic. This close, his throat was scented with mint and wool sweater and vinyl car seat, and Gansey, just Gansey.

    She said, “I just want to pretend. I want to pretend that I could.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

  • #24
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “We have to be back in three hours," Ronan said. "I just fed Chainsaw but she'll need it again."

    "This," Gansey replied "is precisely why I didn't want to have a baby with you.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

  • #25
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “From the passenger seat, Ronan began to swear at Adam. It was a long, involved swear, using every forbidden word possible, often in compound-word form. As Adam stared at his lap, penitent, he mused that there was something musical about Ronan when he swore, a careful and loving precision to the way he fit the words together, a black-painted poetry. It was far less hateful sounding than when he didn’t swear.
    Ronan finished with, “For the love of … Parrish, take some care, this is not your mother’s 1971 Honda Civic.”
    Adam lifted his head and said, “They didn’t start making the Civic until ’73.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

  • #26
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I guess I make things that need energy stronger. I'm like a walking battery."
    "You're the table everyone wants at Starbucks," Gansey mused as he began to walk again.
    Blue blinked. "What?"
    Over his shoulder, Gansey said, "Next to the wall plug.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

  • #27
    Richard Siken
    “Everyone needs a place. It shouldn't be inside of someone else.”
    richard siken

  • #28
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “He was a book, and he was holding his final pages, and he wanted to get to the end to find out how it went, and he didn't want it to be over.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King

  • #29
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “When Adam kissed him, it was every mile per hour Ronan had ever gone over the speed limit. It was every window-down, goose-bumps-on-skin, teeth-chattering-cold night drive. It was Adam’s ribs under Ronan’s hands and Adam’s mouth on his mouth, again and again and again. It was stubble on his lips and Ronan having to stop, to get his breath, to restart his heart. They were both hungry animals, but Adam had been starving for far longer.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King

  • #30
    Marilyn Hacker
    “[Didn’t Sappho say her guts clutched up like this?]"

    Didn’t Sappho say her guts clutched up like this?
    Before a face suddenly numinous,
    her eyes watered, knees melted. Did she lactate
    again, milk brought down by a girl’s kiss?
    It’s documented torrents are unloosed
    by such events as recently produced
    not the wish, but the need, to consume, in us,
    one pint of Maalox, one of Kaopectate.
    My eyes and groin are permanently swollen,
    I’m alternatingly brilliant and witless
    —and sleepless: bed is just a swamp to roll in.
    Although I’d cream my jeans touching your breast,
    sweetheart, it isn’t lust; it’s all the rest
    of what I want with you that scares me shitless.”
    Marilyn Hacker, Love, Death, and the Changing of the Seasons



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