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  • #1
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “I do not fear to die, that pang is past. God raises my weakness, and gives me courage to endure the worst. I leave a sad and bitter world; and if you remember me, and think of me as of one unjustly condemned, I am resigned to the fate awaiting me. Learn from me, dear lady, to submit in patience to the will of Heaven!"~~Justine Moritz”
    Frankenstein By Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #2
    Jandy Nelson
    “This is what I want: I want to grab my brother's hand and run back through time, losing years like coats falling from our shoulders.”
    Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun
    tags: jude, time

  • #3
    Yrsa Daley-Ward
    “If you are afraid to write it,
    that's a good sign.
    I suppose you know when you're
    writing the
    truth when you're terrified.”
    Yrsa Daley-Ward, bone

  • #4
    Lang Leav
    “Here are the things I want for you -

    I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.

    I want you to know how happy you once made me and though you really did hurt me, in the end, I was better for it. I don't know if what we had was love, but if it wasn't, I hope to never fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.

    I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.

    Finally, I want you to know how sorry I am for pushing you away when I had only meant to bring you closer. And if I ever felt like home to you, it was because you were safe with me. - I want you to know that most of all.”
    Lang Leav, Lullabies (Volume 2)

  • #5
    Haruki Murakami
    “Tell me something, Toru,” She said. “Do you love me?”

    “You know I do.”

    “Will you do me two favors?”

    “You can have up to three wishes, Madame.”

    Naoko smiled and shook her head.” No, two will do. One is for you to realize how grateful I am that you came to see me here. I hope you’ll understand how happy you’ve made me. I know it’s going to save me if anything will. I may not show it, but it’s true.”

    “I’ll come to see you again.” I said. “And what is the other wish?”

    “I want you always remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?”

    “Always,” I said. “I’ll always remember.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #6
    Albert Camus
    “At that moment he knew what his mother was thinking, and that she loved him. But he knew, too, that to love someone means relatively little; or, rather, that love is never strong enough to find the words befitting it. Thus he and his mother would always love each other silently. And one day she--or he--would die, without ever, all their lives long, having gone farther than this by way of making their affection known.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague
    tags: love

  • #7
    Donna Tartt
    “Does such a thing as 'the fatal flaw,' that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #8
    Chelsea G. Summers
    “From my mother, I learned that beauty was armor. From my teenage friends, I learned that femininity was junk. They were both right.”
    Chelsea G. Summers, A Certain Hunger

  • #9
    Toni Morrison
    “Lonely, ain't it?
    Yes, but my lonely is mine. Now your lonely is somebody else's. Made by somebody else and handed to you. Ain't that something? A secondhand lonely.”
    Toni Morrison, Sula

  • #10
    Toni Morrison
    “She had been looking all along for a friend, and it took her a while to discover that a lover was not a comrade and could never be - for a woman. And that no one would ever be that version of herself which she sought to reach out to and touch with an ungloved hand. There was only her own mood and whim, and if that was all there was, she decided to turn the naked hand toward it, discover it and let others become as intimate with their own selves as she was.”
    Toni Morrison, Sula



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