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  • #1
    Frances Hodgson Burnett
    “If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.”
    Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

  • #2
    Kiera Cass
    “The best people all have some kind of scar.”
    Kiera Cass, The One

  • #3
    Kiera Cass
    “Bravery hides in amazing places.”
    Kiera Cass, The One

  • #4
    Kiera Cass
    “Leave it to you to find beauty in something others would say ruins a day.”
    Kiera Cass, The One

  • #5
    Danielle  Paige
    “You can’t just cover your eyes and pretend like terrible things aren’t happening simply because you can’t see them,”
    Danielle Paige, The Wicked Will Rise

  • #6
    Pete Wentz
    “Here's to the kids.

    The kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle of coke & Patrick or Sonny playing on their headphones than go to some vomit-stained high school party.
    Here's to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them.
    Here's to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars.
    Here's to the kids who never were too good at life, but still were wicked cool.
    Here's to the kids who listened to Fall Out boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV...and blame MTV for ruining their life.
    Here's to the kids who care more about the music than the haircuts.
    Here's to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush.
    Here's to the kids who hum "A Little Less 16 Candles, A Little More Touch Me" when they're stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday night.
    Here's to the kids who have ever had a broken heart from someone who didn't even know they existed.
    Here's to the kids who have read The Perks of Being a Wallflower & didn't feel so alone after doing so.
    Here's to the kids who spend their days in photobooths with their best friend(s).
    Here's to the kids who are straight up smartasses & just don't care.
    Here's to the kids who speak their mind.
    Here's to the kids who consider screamo their lullaby for going to sleep.
    Here's to the kids who second guess themselves on everything they do.
    Here's to the kids who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do, and to the kids who are okay with that.
    Here's to the kids.
    This one's not for the kids,
    who always get what they want,
    But for the ones who never had it at all.
    It's not for the ones who never got caught,
    But for the ones who always try and fall.
    This one's for the kids who didnt make it,
    We were the kids who never made it.
    The Overcast girls and the Underdog Boys.
    Not for the kids who had all their joys.
    This one's for the kids who never faked it.
    We're the kids who didn't make it.
    They say "Breaking hearts is what we do best,"
    And, "We'll make your heart be ripped of your chest"
    The only heart that I broke was mine,
    When I got My Hopes up too too high.
    We were the kids who didnt make it.
    We are the kids who never made it.”
    Pete Wentz

  • #7
    Dodie Smith
    “How I wish I lived in a Jane Austen novel!”
    Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle

  • #8
    André Aciman
    “I'm like you,' he said. 'I remember everything.'

    I stopped for a second. If you remember everything, I wanted to say, and if you are really like me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you’re just ready to shut the door of the taxi and have already said goodbye to everyone else and there’s not a thing left to say in this life, then, just this once, turn to me, even in jest, or as an afterthought, which would have meant everything to me when we were together, and, as you did back then, look me in the face, hold my gaze, and call me by your name”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #9
    André Aciman
    “People who read are hiders. They hide who they are. People who hide don’t always like who they are.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #10
    André Aciman
    “He came. He left. Nothing else had changed. I had not changed. The world hadn't changed. Yet nothing would be the same. All that remains is dreammaking and strange remembrance.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #11
    André Aciman
    “Is it better to speak or die?”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #12
    André Aciman
    “And on that evening when we grow older still we'll speak about these two young men as though they were two strangers we met on the train and whom we admire and want to help along. And we'll want to call it envy, because to call it regret would break our hearts.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #13
    André Aciman
    “If I could have him like this in my dreams every night of my life, I'd stake my entire life on dreams and be done with the rest.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #14
    André Aciman
    “Most of us can't help but live as though we've got two lives to live, one is the mockup, the other the finished version, and then there are all those versions in between. But there's only one, and before you know it, your heart is worn out, and, as for your body, there comes a point when no one looks at it, much less wants to come near it. Right now there's sorrow. I don't envy the pain. But I envy you the pain. (p. 225)”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #15
    George Orwell
    “All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others.”
    George Orwell, Animal Farm

  • #16
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar



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