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  • #1
    Sylvia Plath
    “When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
    "Oh, sure you know," the photographer said.
    "She wants," said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #2
    Douglas Adams
    “He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.”
    Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

  • #3
    Douglas Adams
    “The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.”
    Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

  • #4
    Marcus Sedgwick
    “If a life can be ruined in a single moment, a moment of betrayal, or violence, or ill luck, then why can a life not also be saved, be worth living, be made, by just a few pure moments of perfection?”
    Marcus Sedgwick, Midwinterblood

  • #5
    Leigh Bardugo
    “They had an ordinary life, full of ordinary things—if love can ever be called that.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

  • #6
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Maybe love was superstition, a prayer we said to keep the truth of loneliness at bay.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

  • #7
    L.M. Montgomery
    “Isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?”
    L.M. Montgomery

  • #8
    Mark Twain
    “Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to reform (or pause and reflect).”
    Mark Twain

  • #9
    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

  • #10
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #11
    Sylvia Plath
    “If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #12
    Sylvia Plath
    “I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
    I lift my eyes and all is born again.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #13
    Sylvia Plath
    “To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #14
    Sylvia Plath
    “I felt wise and cynical as all hell.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #15
    Sylvia Plath
    “I wanted to crawl in between those black lines of print, the way you crawl through a fence, and go to sleep under that beautiful big green fig-tree.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #16
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw the years of my life spaced along a road in the form of telephone poles threaded together by wires. I counted one, two, three... nineteen telephone poles, and then the wires dangled into space, and try as I would, I couldn't see a single pole beyond the nineteenth.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #17
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #18
    Sylvia Plath
    “I collected men with interesting names.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #19
    Sylvia Plath
    “It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #20
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “They call you heartless; but you have a heart and I love you for being ashamed to show it.”
    Friedrich Nietzsche

  • #21
    Neil Gaiman
    “She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.”
    Neil Gaiman, Stardust

  • #22
    “You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.”
    James V. Hart, Hook

  • #23
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Why won’t you leave me alone?” I whispered one night as he hovered behind me while I tried to work at my desk.

    Long minutes passed. I didn’t think he would answer. I even had time to hope he might have gone, until I felt his hand on my shoulder.

    “Then I’d be alone, too," he said, and he stayed the whole night through, till the lamps burned down to nothing.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #24
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Watch yourself, Nikolai,” Mal said softly. “Princes bleed just like other men.”
    Nikolai plucked an invisible piece of dust from his sleeve. “Yes,” he said. “They just do it in better clothes.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #25
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Sturmhond had a way of talking that made me want to shoot someone. Preferably him.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #26
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Do you answer a question directly?"
    "Hard to say. Ah, there, I've done it again”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #27
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I got used to seeing him waiting for me at the end of corridors, or sitting at the edge of my bed when I fell asleep at night. When he didn’t appear, I sometimes found myself looking for him or wondering why he hadn’t come, and that frightened me most of all.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #28
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I saw the prince when I was in Os Alta,” said Ekaterina. “He’s not bad looking.”
    “Not bad looking?” said another voice. “He’s damnably handsome.”
    Luchenko scowled. “Since when—”
    “Brave in battle, smart as a whip.” Now the voice seemed to be coming from above us. Luchenko craned his neck, peering into the trees. “An excellent dancer,” said the voice. “Oh, and an even better shot.”
    “Who—” Luchenko never got to finish. A blast rang out, and a tiny black hole appeared between his eyes.
    I gasped. “Imposs—”
    “Don’t say it,” muttered Mal.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

  • #29
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Thanks for the rescue."

    "Everyone needs a hobby."

    "I thought yours was preening."

    "Two hobbies.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

  • #30
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I've been busy. I might have some surprises in store for the Darkling yet."

    "Please tell me you plan to dress up as a volcra and jump out of a cake."

    "Well, now you've ruined the surprise.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising



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