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  • #1
    Charles Dickens
    “You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with.”
    Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

  • #2
    Oscar Wilde
    “The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #3
    Oscar Wilde
    “She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. I love her, and I must make her love me. I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain. ”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #4
    Oscar Wilde
    “I was dominated, soul, brain, and power by you. You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #5
    Charles Dickens
    “I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul.”
    Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

  • #7
    John Green
    “You're both the fire and the water that extinguishes it. You're the narrator, the protagonist, and the sidekick. You're the storyteller and the story told. You are somebody's something, but you are also your you.”
    John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

  • #8
    John Green
    “Look up long enough and you start to feel your infinitesimality. The difference between alive and not--that's something. But from where the stars are watching, there is almost no difference between varieties of alive, between me and the newly mown grass I'm lying on right now. We are both astonishments, the closest thing in the know universe to a miracle.”
    John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

  • #9
    John Green
    “She noted, more than once, that the meteor shower was happening, beyond the overcast sky, even if we could not see it. Who cares if she can kiss? She can see through the clouds.”
    John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

  • #10
    Sarah J. Maas
    “The girl who'd taken on a Pirate Lord and his entire island, the girl who'd stolen Asterion horses and raced along the beach in the Red Desert, the girl who'd sat on her own rooftop, watching the sun rise over Avery, the girl who'd felt alive with possibility...that girl was gone.”
    Sarah J. Maas, The Assassin's Blade

  • #11
    Neal Shusterman
    “My greatest wish for humanity is not for peace or comfort or joy. It is that we all still die a little inside every time we witness the death of another. For only the pain of empathy will keep us human. There’s no version of God that can help us if we ever lose that.”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #12
    Neal Shusterman
    “If you’ve ever studied mortal age cartoons, you’ll remember this one. A coyote was always plotting the demise of a smirking long-necked bird. The coyote never succeeded; instead, his plans always backfired. He would blow up, or get shot, or splat from a ridiculous height.

    And it was funny.

    Because no matter how deadly his failure, he was always back in the next scene, as if there were a revival center just beyond the edge of the animation cell.

    I’ve seen human foibles that have resulted in temporary maiming or momentary loss of life. People stumble into manholes, are hit by falling objects, trip into the paths of speeding vehicles.

    And when it happens, people laugh, because no matter how gruesome the event, that person, just like the coyote, will be back in a day or two, as good as new, and no worse—or wiser—for the wear.

    Immortality has turned us all into cartoons.”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #13
    Neal Shusterman
    “Mortals fantasied that love was eternal and its loss unimaginable. Now we know neither is true. Love remained mortal, while we became eternal.”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #14
    Neal Shusterman
    “Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood innocence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it. Humanity is innocent; humanity is guilty, and both states are undeniably true.”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #15
    Neal Shusterman
    “Outside the rain finally began to fall, surging in fits and starts. “I love the way it rains here,” he told her. “It reminds me that some forces of nature can never be entirely subdued. They are eternal, which is a far better thing to be than immortal.”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #16
    Neal Shusterman
    “I wonder what life will be like a millennium from now, when the average age will be nearer to one thousand. Will we all be renaissance children, skilled at every art and science, because we’ve had time to master them? Or will boredom and slavish routine plague us even more than it does today, giving us less of a reason to live limitless lives? I dream of the former, but I suspect the latter.”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #17
    Neal Shusterman
    “I am legend. Yet every day I wish that I was not.”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #18
    Neal Shusterman
    “I choose to be known as scythe Anastasia
    after the youngest member of the family Romanov
    she was the product of a corrupt system, and because of that, was denied her very life—as I almost was
    had she lived who knows what she might have done. perhaps she could have changed the world and redeemed her family name. choose to be scythe Anastasia. I vow to become the change that night have been”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #19
    Neal Shusterman
    “Perhaps that is why we must, by law, keep a record. A public journal, testifying to those who will never die and those who are yet to be born, as to why we human beings do the things we do. We are instructed to write down not just our deeds but our feelings, because it must be known that we do have feelings. Remorse. Regret. Sorrow too great to bear. Because if we didn't feel those things, what monsters would we be?”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #20
    Neal Shusterman
    “I am the blade that is swung by your hand,
    Slicing a rainbow's arc,
    I am the clapper, but you are the bell,
    Tolling the gathering dark.
    If you are the singer, then I am the song,
    A threnody, requiem, dirge.
    You've mad me the answer for all the world’s need,
    Humanity’s undying urge”
    Neal Shusterman, Scythe

  • #21
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Why are you crying?"
    "Because," she whispered, her voice shaking, "you remind me of what the world ought to be. What the world can be.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #22
    Sarah J. Maas
    “What does that mean?" he demanded.
    She smiled sadly. "You'll figure it out. And when you do..." She shook her head, knowing she shouldn't say it, but doing it anyway. "When you do, I want you to remember that it wouldn't have made any difference to me. It's never made any difference to me when it came to you. I’d still pick you. I’ll always pick you.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #23
    Sarah J. Maas
    “But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #24
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Then Celaena and the King of Adarlan smiled at each other, and it was the most terrifying thing Dorian had ever seen.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #25
    Sarah J. Maas
    “It was like coming home or being born or suddenly finding an entire half of herself that had been missing.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #26
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Celaena was the lost Queen of Terrasen.
    Chaol sank to his knees.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #27
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Dance with me, Celaena," he said again, his voice rough. When her eyes met his she forgot about the cold, and the moon, and the glass palace looming above them. The secret library and the king's plans and Mort and Elena faded into nothing. She took his hand and there was only the music and Chaol.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #28
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Because she wasn't human, Chaol realized, gaping at her from where he still crouched over Fleetfoot.
    No - she wasn't human at all.
    Celaena was Fae.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #29
    Sarah J. Maas
    “There had never been any line between them, only his own stupid fear and pride. Because from the moment he'd pulled her out of that mine in Endovier and she had set those eyes upon him, still fierce despite a year in hell, he'd been walking toward this, walking to her. So Chaol brushed away her tears, lifter her chin, and kissed her.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #30
    Sarah J. Maas
    “And because she was young, and so damn clever and amusing and wonderful, wherever she made her home, there would be some man who would fall in love with her and who would make her his wife, and that would be the worst truth of all. It had snuck up on him, this pain and terror and rage at the thought of anyone else with her. Every look, every word from her... he didn't even know when it had started.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #31
    Sarah J. Maas
    “To escape death, she'd become death.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight



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