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  • #1
    Brandon Sanderson
    “Elend: I kind of lost track of time…
    Breeze: For two hours?
    Elend: There were books involved.”
    Brandon Sanderson, The Well of Ascension

  • #2
    Brandon Sanderson
    “It's easy to believe in something when you win all the time...The losses are what define a man's faith.”
    Brandon Sanderson, The Well of Ascension

  • #3
    Erich Maria Remarque
    “But now, for the first time, I see you are a man like me. I thought of your hand-grenades, of your bayonet, of your rifle; now I see your wife and your face and our fellowship. Forgive me, comrade. We always see it too late. Why do they never tell us that you are poor devils like us, that your mothers are just as anxious as ours, and that we have the same fear of death, and the same dying and the same agony--Forgive me, comrade; how could you be my enemy?”
    Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front
    tags: war

  • #4
    Jon Ronson
    “(On the communist regime of Ceaușescu)

    "Romania," said Eugene, "was twenty million people living inside the imagination of a madman.”
    Jon Ronson

  • #5
    Stephen  King
    “I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
    I aim with my eye.

    I do not shoot with my hand; he who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
    I shoot with my mind.

    I do not kill with my gun; he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father.
    I kill with my heart.”
    Stephen King, The Gunslinger

  • #6
    David  Wong
    “And watch out for Molly. See if she does anything unusual. There’s something I don’t trust about the way she exploded and then came back from the dead like that.”
    David Wong, John Dies at the End

  • #7
    Erika Swyler
    “Once you’ve held a book and really loved it, you forever remember the feel of it, its specific weight, the way it sits in your hand.”
    Erika Swyler, The Book of Speculation

  • #8
    Erika Swyler
    “A librarian remembers the particular scent of glue and dust, and if we’re so lucky—and I was—the smell of parchment, a quiet tanginess, softer than wood pulp or cotton rag. We would bury ourselves in books until flesh and paper became one and ink and blood at last ran together.”
    Erika Swyler, The Book of Speculation



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