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  • #1
    William  Martin
    “Do not ask your children
    to strive for extraordinary lives.
    Such striving may seem admirable,
    but it is the way of foolishness.
    Help them instead to find the wonder
    and the marvel of an ordinary life.
    Show them the joy of tasting
    tomatoes, apples and pears.
    Show them how to cry
    when pets and people die.
    Show them the infinite pleasure
    in the touch of a hand.
    And make the ordinary come alive for them.
    The extraordinary will take care of itself.”
    William Martin, The Parent's Tao Te Ching: Ancient Advice for Modern Parents

  • #2
    Lydia Davis
    “Heart weeps.
    Head tries to help heart.
    Head tells heart how it is, again:
    You will lose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday.
    Heart feels better, then.
    But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart.
    Heart is so new to this.
    I want them back, says heart.
    Head is all heart has.
    Help, head. Help heart.”
    Lydia Davis, Varieties of Disturbance

  • #4
    Melina Marchetta
    “He took her face in his bloody hands. "I’ll come and find you wherever you are. I’ll not stop breathing until I do. So you’re going to have to promise me that you won’t lose hope. That you will keep yourself alive.”
    Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles

  • #5
    Melina Marchetta
    “I still wake with your name on my lips every morning.”
    Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles

  • #6
    Melina Marchetta
    “And he saw it in her eyes. Still. The belief that there could be someone other than herself. You, he wanted to shout. You. No one but you. Stupid, stupid girl.
    Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles
    tags: love

  • #7
    Melina Marchetta
    “It's not that I like you least [...] it's that I feared you most. The reginita taught me to like you. There was a strange joy to her that lifted my spirits. But you, Quintana of Charyn, you made me love you.”
    Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles

  • #8
    Melina Marchetta
    “Do you love me?’ he asked instead. ‘Because if you don’t, I’d wait until you did. I’d wait weeks and months and years.”
    Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn

  • #9
    Melina Marchetta
    “But she stepped forward and placed a finger to his lips and there it was before him. The greatest prayer to the gods he could muster with a heart so broken. Don't let me outlive this woman. Don't let me exist one moment without her.
    Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn

  • #10
    Melina Marchetta
    “Phaedra looked across the water and her eyes met Lucian’s. Their needs came second. It came from the privilege of being trusted.

    But that doesn’t mean I love you less.
    Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn

  • #11
    Melina Marchetta
    “I can live without you,’ she said. ‘I can live without a man I’ve only known for one hundred and eighty days.’

    ‘And how have those calculations helped?’ he demanded to know.

    She didn’t respond except for a look down her nose at him and a curl of her lip. So much for the angry half-spirits being responsible for the savages within them both. This was pure Quintana.

    ‘Then step away,’ he taunted. ‘If you can live without me, step away.’
    He felt her warm breath on his throat.

    ‘Because you can’t,’ he said. ‘You think you can, but we’re bound, and not just by the gods or by a curse or even by our son. We are bound by our free will. And you can’t step away, because you are not willing.’

    He bent, his mouth close to hers.
    ‘Step away,’ he whispered. ‘If you step away I’ll learn from you. I’ll find the desire in me to live without you. Much the same as you want to live without me.”
    Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn

  • #12
    Melina Marchetta
    “Our spirit is mightier than the filth of our memories.”
    Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn

  • #13
    Melina Marchetta
    “Tell me about the farm," she pleaded as drops of blood began to appear on her hand.
    "The farm?"
    "The farm that Finnikin the peasant would have lived on with his bride."
    "Evanjalin. That was her name. Did I mention that?"
    She laughed through a sob. "No, you didn't."
    "They would plant rows upon rows of wheat and barley, and each night they would sit under the stars to admire what they owned. Oh, and they would argue. She believes the money made would be better spent on a horse, and he believes they need a new barn. But then later they would forget all their anger and he would hold her fiercely and never let her go."
    "And he'd place marigolds in her hair?" she asked.
    He clasped her hands against his and watched her blood seep through the lines of his skin. "And he would love her until the day he died," he said.”
    Melina Marchetta, Finnikin of the Rock

  • #14
    Melina Marchetta
    “And when Finnikin grabbed her to him and buried his face in her neck and then bent down and placed his mouth on hers, the others pretended that there was something very interesting happening in the meadow. The priest-king even pointed at the nothing they were pretending to see. But Froi didn’t. He just watched the way Finnikin’s hands rested on Evanjalin’s neck and he rubbed his thumb along her jaw and the way his tongue seemed to disappear inside her mouth as if he needed a part of her to breathe himself. And Froi wondered what Evanjalin was saying against Finnikin’s lips when they stopped because whatever the words were it made them start all over again and this time their hunger for each other was so frightening to watch that it made Froi look away.”
    Melina Marchetta, Finnikin of the Rock

  • #15
    James Thurber
    “Beautiful things don't ask for attention.”
    James Thurber, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty

  • #16
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.”
    Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

  • #17
    Suzanne Collins
    “You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #18
    Lauren Oliver
    “Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it.
    But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know.”
    Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

  • #19
    Lauren Oliver
    “Sometimes I'm afraid to go to sleep because of what I'm leaving behind.”
    Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

  • #20
    Lauren Oliver
    “I vowed after that day that I would be your hero too, no matter how long it took”
    Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

  • #21
    Lauren Oliver
    “I'm not with Rob," I say quickly. "Not anymore."
    "You're not?" He's staring at me so intensely I can see the stripes of gold alternating with the green in his eyes like spokes of a wheel.
    I shake my head.
    "That's a good thing." He's still staring at me like that, like he's the first and last person who will ever stare at me.
    "Because..." His voice trails off, and his eyes travel slowly down to my lips, and there's so much heat roaring through
    my body I swear I'm going to pass out.
    "Because?" I prompt him, surprised I can still speak.
    "Because I'm sorry, but I can't help it, and I really need to kiss you right now.”
    Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

  • #22
    Lauren Oliver
    “Be honest: Are you surprised that I didn't realize sooner? Are you surprised that it took me so long to even /think/ the word -- death? Dying? Dead?

    Do you think I was being stupid? Naive?

    Try not to judge. Remember that we're the same, you and me.

    I thought I would live forever too.”
    Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

  • #23
    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

  • #24
    Sarah J. Maas
    “The rest of the world quieted into nothing. In that moment, after ten long years, Celaena looked at Chaol and realised she was home.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

  • #25
    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

  • #26
    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

  • #27
    “We buy things we don't need with money we don't have to impress people we don't like.”
    Dave Ramsey, The Total Money Makeover: A Proven Plan for Financial Fitness

  • #28
    Anton Chekhov
    “Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
    Anton Chekhov

  • #29
    Veronica Roth
    “I fell in love with him. But I don't just stay with him by default as if there's no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.”
    Veronica Roth, Allegiant

  • #30
    Meghan Daum
    “distance is not for the fearful, it's for the bold. It's for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those who know a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough”
    Meghan Daum

  • #31
    Anne Lamott
    “You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.”
    Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird



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