Willow

“I am, in the end, what you made me.”
― Cassandra Clare

“For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins? No: the night wind. What ticks in their head? The worm. What speaks from their mouth? The toad. What sees from their eye? The snake. What hears with their ear? The abyss between the stars. They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. They frenzy forth....Such are the autumn people.”
― Ray Bradbury

“When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.”
― John Green, Looking for Alaska

“And then I am going to rattle the stars.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire