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“Youth can not know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young.”
― J.K. Rowling , Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

“What can you do to promote world peace? Go home and love your family.”
― Mother Teresa

“When your mother asks, "Do you want a piece of advice?" it's a mere formality. It doesn't matter if you answer yes or no. You're going to get it anyway.”
― Erma Bombeck

“Adult librarians are like lazy bakers: their patrons want a jelly doughnut, so they give them a jelly doughnut. Children’s librarians are ambitious bakers: 'You like the jelly doughnut? I’ll get you a jelly doughnut. But you should try my cruller, too. My cruller is gonna blow your mind, kid.”
― John Green

“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“I find over the next few days that acceptance is the way to go. You have to bend your mind around from the path it has always taken to a path where your own direction does not matter. You are there for someone else. It is easier if you don't struggle against that, if you simply bow your head down to it, acquiesce, comply, love.”
― Deborah Meyler, The Bookstore

“These books...," she begins, and stops. I am frightened for her, for myself decades from now, struggling to retain dignity with two strangers as they take away my books. I can see the straight line to her grave, to mine.”
― Deborah Meyler

“I turn to Mrs. Kasperek; this feels urgent to me. "Do you know what Caliban says when he wants to take away Prospero's magic? 'Remember, first to possess his books; for without them he's but a sot.”
― Deborah Meyler

“I glance back as I am pulling the door shut. I can see Mrs. Kasperek on her bed, in the apartment denuded of the books that were all her life.”
― Deborah Meyler

“There was nothing in life harder or more important than agreeing every morning to stay the course, to go back to your forgotten self of so many years ago, and to make the same decision.”
― Emma Straub, The Vacationers

“My father looks at me the way he is looking at my mother in one of their wedding pictures: like he can't believe that she is with him now and will be with him forever, that she has chosen to be with him out of all the men in the known world.”
― Francisco X. Stork, The Memory of Light

“I am made. I am unmade.”
― Nicola Yoon, Everything, Everything

“Is it always like that?" I ask, breathless. "No," he says. "It's never like that." I hear the wonder in his voice. And just like that, everything changes.”
― Nicola Yoon

“He quotes an ancient Vedic hymn: “ ‘May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul … Or go to the waters if it suits thee there,’ ” Finch finishes.”

“As he (the sheriff) talks, I lie back against the ground, the blanket wrapped around me, and say to the sky, “May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul.… You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.”
― Jennifer Niven

“Thousands of miles away, in a crowded theater that thunders with applause for the man onstage, hidden in the shadows formed between disused pieces of scenery backstage, Celia Bowen curls herself into a ball and cries.”
― Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus

“There is the softest of sobbing as the coffin is lowered into the ground, but it is difficult to pinpoint who it is coming from, or if it is instead a collective sound of mingled sighs and wind and shifting feet.”
― Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus

“And in an apartment on the other side of town, everyone wakes up with a start when the hound in the first-floor flat, without any warning, starts howling. Louder and more heartrendingly than anything they have ever heard coming out of the primal depths of any animal. As if it is singing with the sorrow and yearning of an eternity of ten thousand fairy tales. It howls for hours, all through the night, until dawn.
And when the morning light seeps into the hospital room, Elsa wakes up in Granny's arms. But Granny is still in Miamas.”
― Fredrik Backman, My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry

“There’s something quite special about a granny’s house. Even if ten or twenty or thirty years go by, you never forget how it smells.”
― Fredrik Backman, My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry

“Until there are so many of them that no one dares to chase them anymore. Until they're an army in themselves. Because if a sufficient number of people are different, no one has to be normal.”
― Fredrik Backman, My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry

“More than ever knowing in his fragile bones that it was the duty of men who aspired to the condition of humanity to protect children and kill for them if necessary.”
― Paulette Jiles, News of the World

“It was a terrible thing, to love and not know whether you were loved in return, it led to the worst sensations--jealousy, rage, self-loathing--to all these lesser states.”
― Katie Kitamura, A Separation

“There can be no defense like elaborate courtesy.' Edward Verrall Lucas.”
― Susan Rieger, The Heirs

“You don't think well of any of us, do you?" Harry said.
"I'd die for you, for any one of you. Isn't that enough?”
― Susan Rieger, The Heirs

“Finding no quotation on point, she improvised: "I've always found that elaborate courtesy makes most people behave.”
― Susan Rieger, The Heirs

“They think I'm too old to cause trouble.
Old age is a powerful disguise.”
― Katherine Applegate, The One and Only Ivan

“Woe to the man who thinks he is worth fifty-six times more than the woman who lovingly performs the dirty work.”
― Hendrik Groen, Do konca se živi: Skrivni dnevnik Hendrika Groena, starega 85 let

“The whole problem with boys is that ninety-nine percent of them are, like, okay. If you could dress and hygiene them properly, and make them stand up straight and listen to you and not be dumbasses, they'd be totally acceptable.”
― John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

“Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. But a great artist-a master-and that is what Auguste Rodin was-can look at an old woman, protray her exactly as she is...and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be...and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive, not old and ugly at all, but simply prisoned inside her ruined body. He can make you feel the quiet, endless tragedy that there was never a girl born who ever grew older than eighteen in her heart...no matter what the merciless hours have done to her. Look at her, Ben. Growing old doesn't matter to you and me; we were never meant to be admired-but it does to them.”
― Robert Heinlein

“Silence, and then, "How old are you?" Maddy asks, and Arthur tells her eighty-five. Then he asks her how old she is.
"Eighteen," she says. "Almost."
Eighteen. The word is a poem.”
― Elizabeth Berg, The Story of Arthur Truluv

“The one to tell. The one to be told by. For him, that was marriage.”
― Elizabeth Berg, The Story of Arthur Truluv