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  • #1
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl,
    From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl,
    I’d love to spend a winter with my lovely summer girl,
    But I’m never warm enough for my lovely summer girl,
    It’s summer when she smiles, I’m laughing like a child,
    It’s the summer of our lives; we’ll contain it for a while
    She holds the heat, the breeze of summer in the circle of her hand
    I’d be happy with this summer if it’s all we ever had.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #2
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “I'd found heaven and grabbed it as tightly as I could, but it was unraveling, an insubstantial thread sliding between my fingers, too fine to hold.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #3
    Ellen Hopkins
    “Falling in love with someone is the surest highway to hurt that I know. When the door to love opens, the window to control closes.”
    Ellen Hopkins, Fallout

  • #4
    Elie Wiesel
    “The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.”
    Elie Wiesel

  • #5
    Sarah Dessen
    “There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.”
    Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever

  • #6
    Neil Gaiman
    “Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

  • #7
    Pablo Neruda
    “While I'm writing, I'm far away;
    and when I come back, I've gone.”
    Pablo Neruda

  • #8
    Pablo Neruda
    “Amor"

    So many days, oh so many days
    seeing you so tangible and so close,
    how do I pay, with what do I pay?

    The bloodthirsty spring
    has awakened in the woods.
    The foxes start from their earths,
    the serpents drink the dew,
    and I go with you in the leaves
    between the pines and the silence,
    asking myself how and when
    I will have to pay for my luck.

    Of everything I have seen,
    it's you I want to go on seeing:
    of everything I've touched,
    it's your flesh I want to go on touching.
    I love your orange laughter.
    I am moved by the sight of you sleeping.

    What am I to do, love, loved one?
    I don't know how others love
    or how people loved in the past.
    I live, watching you, loving you.
    Being in love is my nature.

    You please me more each afternoon.

    Where is she? I keep on asking
    if your eyes disappear.
    How long she's taking! I think, and I'm hurt.
    I feel poor, foolish and sad,
    and you arrive and you are lightning
    glancing off the peach trees.

    That's why I love you and yet not why.
    There are so many reasons, and yet so few,
    for love has to be so,
    involving and general,
    particular and terrifying,
    joyful and grieving,
    flowering like the stars,
    and measureless as a kiss.

    That's why I love you and yet not why.
    There are so many reasons, and yet so few,
    for love has to be so,
    involving and general,
    particular and terrifying,
    joyful and grieving,
    flowering like the stars,
    and measureless as a kiss.”
    Pablo Neruda, Intimacies: Poems of Love

  • #9
    Laurie Halse Anderson
    “We held hands when we walked down the gingerbread path into the forest, blood dripping from our fingers. We danced with witches and kissed monsters. We turned us into wintergirls, when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.”
    Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls

  • #10
    Laurie Halse Anderson
    “Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care... -Wintergirls”
    Laurie Halse Anderson

  • #12
    Lewis Carroll
    “Mad Hatter: “Why is a raven like a writing-desk?”
    “Have you guessed the riddle yet?” the Hatter said, turning to Alice again.
    “No, I give it up,” Alice replied: “What’s the answer?”
    “I haven’t the slightest idea,” said the Hatter”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

  • #13
    Emily Dickinson
    “Nature is a haunted house--but Art--is a house that tries to be haunted.”
    Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

  • #14
    Pablo Neruda
    “I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #15
    Elizabeth Gilbert
    “People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

    A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

    A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master...”
    Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

  • #16
    Alfred Tennyson
    “Tis better to have loved and lost
    Than never to have loved at all.”
    Alfred Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam

  • #17
    Plato
    “Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”
    Plato

  • #18
    “And the worst thing she had heard were the words he hadn't said, the fact that he hadn't loved her.”
    Danielle Steel, The Wedding

  • #19
    Julie Halpern
    “When I die, I want them to bury me facedown and ass up so that the whole world can kiss my ass!”
    Julie Halpern, Get Well Soon

  • #20
    Julie Halpern
    “What if I have bad breath?' I asked.
    'Chew on some gum,' she said.
    'What if I can't find his tongue?'
    'Back off on your tongue until you can feel his.'
    'What if he throws up in my mouth?'
    'Um, that would just be gross.”
    Julie Halpern, Get Well Soon

  • #21
    Cassandra Clare
    “Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?'
    Jace said, "Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself."
    ..."At least," she said, "you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland."
    "Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #22
    William W. Purkey
    “You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
    Love like you'll never be hurt,
    Sing like there's nobody listening,
    And live like it's heaven on earth.”
    William W. Purkey

  • #23
    Laurell K. Hamilton
    “There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.”
    Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral's Kiss

  • #24
    Woody Allen
    “I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.”
    Woody Allen

  • #25
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
    Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore —
    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
    As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
    “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door —
    Only this and nothing more.”
    Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven

  • #26
    Arthur C. Clarke
    “The only way of discovering the limits of the possible is to venture a little way past them into the impossible.”
    Arthur C. Clarke



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