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  • #1
    J.K. Rowling
    “He stood up. His heart was leaping against his ribs like a frantic bird. Perhaps it knew it had little time left, perhaps it was determined to fulfill a lifetime’s beats before the end. He did not look back as he closed the office door.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #2
    Jamie O'Neill
    “The world would say that we did not exist, that only our actions, our habits, were real, which the world called our crimes or our sins. But Scrotes began to think that we did indeed exist. That we had a nature our own, which was not another's perverted or turned to sin. Our actions could not be crimes, he believed, because they were the expressions of a nature, of an existence even. Which came first, he asked, the deed or the doer? And he began to answer that, for some, it was the doer.”
    Jamie O'Neill, At Swim, Two Boys

  • #3
    Ta-Nehisi Coates
    “But all our phrasing—race relations, racial chasm, racial justice, racial profiling, white privilege, even white supremacy—serves to obscure that racism is a visceral experience, that it dislodges brains, blocks airways, rips muscle, extracts organs, cracks bones, breaks teeth. You must never look away from this. You must always remember that the sociology, the history, the economics, the graphs, the charts, the regressions all land, with great violence, upon the body.”
    Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me

  • #4
    Catherynne M. Valente
    “You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.”
    Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless

  • #5
    Catherynne M. Valente
    “I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried. For a year I have called every black tree Marya Morevna; I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.”
    Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless

  • #6
    Elizabeth Knox
    “You fainted and I caught you. It was the first time I'd supported a human. You had such heavy bones. I put myself between you and gravity. Impossible.”
    Elizabeth Knox, The Vintner's Luck

  • #7
    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

  • #8
    Catherynne M. Valente
    “Listen to me. Love is a Yeti. It is bigger than you and frightening and terrible. It makes loud and vicious noises. It is hungry all the time. It has horns and teeth and the force of its fists is more than anyone can bear. It speeds up time and slows it down. And it has its own aims and missions that those who are lucky enough to see it cannot begin to guess. You might see a Yeti once in your life or never. You might live in a village of them. But in the end, not matter how fast you think you can go, the Yeti is always faster than you, and you can only choose how you say hello to it, and whether you shake its hand.”
    Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Soared Over Fairyland and Cut the Moon in Two
    tags: love, yeti

  • #9
    Sarah Rees Brennan
    “All over the gray facade of his father's house in scarlet letters he wrote: ELLIOT SCHAFER. He almost added: "was here" but did not, partly because it was a little too cliched vandal for him, and partly because it did not encompass all he wanted to say: was here, is no longer here, is somewhere almost unimaginably different, is all right.”
    Sarah Rees Brennan, In Other Lands

  • #10
    Margaret Atwood
    “Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it's all a male fantasy: that you're strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren't catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you're unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur.”
    Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride



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