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  • #1
    Stephenie Meyer
    “He's like a drug for you, Bella.”
    Stephenie Meyer, Eclipse

  • #2
    Philip Pullman
    “We shouldn't live as if [other worlds] mattered more than this life in this world, because where we are is always the most important place.”
    Philip Pullman, The Amber Spyglass

  • #3
    Terry Pratchett
    “Joy is to fun what the deep sea is to a puddle. It’s a feeling inside that can hardly be contained.”
    Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky

  • #4
    Wilfred Owen
    Dulce Et Decorum Est

    Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
    Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
    Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
    And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
    Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
    But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
    Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
    Of disappointed shells that dropped behind.

    GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,
    Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
    But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
    And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--
    Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
    As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

    In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
    He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

    If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
    Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
    And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
    His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
    If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
    Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
    Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
    Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
    My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
    To children ardent for some desperate glory,
    The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
    Pro patria mori.”
    Wilfred Owen, The War Poems

  • #5
    Wilfred Owen
    “If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
    Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
    And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
    His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
    If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
    Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
    Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
    Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
    My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
    To children ardent for some desperate glory,
    The old Lie:
    Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.”
    Wilfred Owen

  • #6
    William Shakespeare
    “These violent delights have violent ends
    And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
    Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey
    Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
    And in the taste confounds the appetite.
    Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;
    Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #7
    William Shakespeare
    “Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliet

  • #8
    William Shakespeare
    “He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
    But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
    It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
    Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
    Who is already sick and pale with grief,
    That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she.
    Be not her maid since she is envious.
    Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
    And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off!
    It is my lady. Oh, it is my love.
    Oh, that she knew she were!
    She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that?
    Her eye discourses. I will answer it.—
    I am too bold. 'Tis not to me she speaks.
    Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
    Having some business, do entreat her eyes
    To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
    What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
    The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
    As daylight doth a lamp. Her eye in heaven
    Would through the airy region stream so bright
    That birds would sing and think it were not night.
    See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.
    Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand
    That I might touch that cheek!”
    William Shakespeare

  • #9
    William Shakespeare
    “For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #10
    William Shakespeare
    “You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings
    and soar with them above a common bound.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #11
    William Shakespeare
    “Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.”
    William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

  • #12
    William Shakespeare
    “Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart; for, truly, I love none.

    A dear happiness to women: they would else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that: I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.”
    William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

  • #13
    William Shakespeare
    “And to be merry best becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in
    a merry hour.

    No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there
    was a star danced, and under that was I born.”
    William Shakespeare

  • #14
    Robin McKinley
    “The train is roaring toward you and the villain is twirling his moustache and you're fussing that he's tied you to the tracks with the wrong kind of rope.”
    Robin McKinley, Sunshine

  • #15
    Robin McKinley
    “Roses are for love. Not silly sweet-hearts' love but the love that makes you and keeps you whole, love that gets you through the worst your life'll give you and that pours out of you when you're given the best instead.”
    Robin McKinley, Rose Daughter

  • #16
    Robin McKinley
    “The Lone Ranger of vampires. Did that make me Tonto?”
    Robin McKinley, Sunshine

  • #17
    Robin McKinley
    “Can't all beasts be tamed?”
    Robin McKinley

  • #18
    Feeling at peace, however fragilely, made it easy to slip into the visionary end of
    “Feeling at peace, however fragilely, made it easy to slip into the visionary end of the dark-sight. The rose shadows said that they loved the sun, but that they also loved the dark, where their roots grew through the lightless mystery of the earth. The roses said: You do not have to choose.
    Robin McKinley, Sunshine

  • #19
    Robin McKinley
    “Vampires do breathe, by the way, but their chests don't move like humans'. Have you ever lain in the arms of your sweetheart and tried to match your breathing to his, or hers? You do it automatically. Your brain only gets involved if your body is having trouble. Fortunately there was nothing about this situation that was like being in the arms of a sweetheart except that I was leaning against someone's naked chest. I could no more have breathed with him than I could have ignited gasoline and shot exhaust out my butt because I was sitting in the passenger seat of a car.”
    Robin McKinley, Sunshine

  • #20
    Robin McKinley
    “My capacity for invention is flash hot stark, I thought. Sucker sunshade. Disembodied radar-reconnaissance. Not to mention Bitter Chocolate Death and Killer Zebras. Pity about the rest of me.”
    Robin McKinley, Sunshine

  • #21
    Robin McKinley
    “...but with the hours I sometimes kept at the coffeehouse I had to have learned to take naps during the day or die, and I had learned to take naps. Up until five months ago "something or other or die" had always seemed like a plain choice in favor of the something or other.”
    Robin McKinley, Sunshine

  • #22
    Robin McKinley
    “Those single-track military minds never think to ask their cleaning staff for help in giant lethal marauding creature matters.”
    Robin McKinley, Sunshine

  • #23
    Jennifer Rardin
    “Who brings baby pictures on an international flight?" I hissed. "If I'd wanted my bare ass paraded in front of all the first-class ticket holders I'd have mooned everyone before we took off!”
    Jennifer Rardin, One More Bite
    tags: humor

  • #24
    Jennifer Rardin
    “The padlock clicked open. A voice soundingoddly like South Parks's Cartman echoed through my quivering brain. Goddammit!

    Jennifer Rardin, Bitten to Death

  • #25
    Jennifer Rardin
    “I'm just being practial. I knew someday I might have to bare my throat to you. Pete and I discussed that very possibility. As for the danger and risk taking, that's what Pete pays me to do. And you and I both know he inteneds to get his money's worth."
    Jasmine, I cannot-"
    Why not!"
    Because you are not food!"
    I stared at him for a minute; the I started to grin. I couldn't help it.
    Vayl"-I tried to keep my face straight- "I'm not asking you to eat me.”
    Jennifer Rardin

  • #26
    Jennifer Rardin
    “Excellent."
    As soon as Bergman left earshot Vayl said, "I am going to buy you some pom-poms and a short pleated skirt-"
    Hey, if Bergman needs a cheerleard, that's what he's getting."
    Vayl tipped his head to one side and smiled wickedly. "I was just thinking perhaps I need a cheerleader as well."
    Cassandra got up. "If that's where this conversation is headed, I'm leaving."
    She wants some pom-poms too," I told Vayl.
    I do not!”
    Jennifer Rardin, Another One Bites the Dust

  • #27
    P.C. Cast
    “Remember, darkness does not always equate to evil, just as light does not always bring good.”
    P.C. Cast, Betrayed

  • #28
    P.C. Cast
    “The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express.”
    P.C. Cast, Betrayed

  • #29
    P.C. Cast
    “Night can't cloak your scarlet dream. Accept Desire's call.”
    P.C. Cast & Kristin Cast, Betrayed

  • #30
    Trudi Canavan
    “It is said, in Imardin, that the wind has a soul, and that it wails through the narrow streets because it is grieved by what it finds there.”
    Trudi Canavan, The Magicians' Guild



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