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“Very little in this world makes sense.”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“Oh, talking is not so bad as that," said the Jester. "True, most people say only silly things when they speak. But it's easier to ignore them if you're saying silly things yourself.”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“I ate him," said the homunculus, biting into his sausage.
The kids couldn't hide their looks of horror.
He smiled, sausage juice running down his chin. "Oh, don't worry - I cooked him first. I'm not a barbarian.”
― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
The kids couldn't hide their looks of horror.
He smiled, sausage juice running down his chin. "Oh, don't worry - I cooked him first. I'm not a barbarian.”
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“Veronica ran out to tell Amber the shocking news - and returned in less than a minute with another message for Yo-Yoji: "Amber says she was watching and she knows you got in detention on purpose," she said breathlessly. "Because you have a crush on Cass!"
Cass's ears instantly turned red.
Max-Ernest looked like he'd been hit by a truck.”
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Cass's ears instantly turned red.
Max-Ernest looked like he'd been hit by a truck.”
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“When I was younger, I loved graveyards. They weren't spooky so much as mysterious. Each tombstone another story to uncover. Another life to learn about.
Now that I'm older - I won't say how old - I hate graveyards. The only life - or rather death - I see in the tombstones is my own.”
― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
Now that I'm older - I won't say how old - I hate graveyards. The only life - or rather death - I see in the tombstones is my own.”
― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“I HAVE A SECRET I CAN’T TELL NOR INK;
THOUGH IT HAS NO SCENT, IT DOES OFTEN STINK.
THOUGH IT MAKES NO SOUND, IT CAN MAKE YOU ROAR;
WHEN IT’S TASTELESS, I LIKE IT ALL THE MORE.
THOUGH IT HAS NO SHADE, IT LACKS NOT COLOR;
THOUGH IT HAS NO SHAPE, NO CAUSE FOR DOLOR.
IF YOU THINK YOU KNOW IT, YOU’RE INCORRECT,
AND FROM YOU THE SECRET I WILL PROTECT.
THE SECRET OF LIFE IS NOT STONE NOR CENTS,
FOR THE SECRET SENSE IS BUT A NONSENSE.”
― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
THOUGH IT HAS NO SCENT, IT DOES OFTEN STINK.
THOUGH IT MAKES NO SOUND, IT CAN MAKE YOU ROAR;
WHEN IT’S TASTELESS, I LIKE IT ALL THE MORE.
THOUGH IT HAS NO SHADE, IT LACKS NOT COLOR;
THOUGH IT HAS NO SHAPE, NO CAUSE FOR DOLOR.
IF YOU THINK YOU KNOW IT, YOU’RE INCORRECT,
AND FROM YOU THE SECRET I WILL PROTECT.
THE SECRET OF LIFE IS NOT STONE NOR CENTS,
FOR THE SECRET SENSE IS BUT A NONSENSE.”
― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“Dead people have more freedom! - Cass”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“Hearing a good story never hurts.”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“sock♥roach®”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“reader,”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“She hadn’t visited this spot in a few years, but when she was younger it had been a frequent hideout. She called it the Barbie Graveyard because it was where, one night when she was nine years old, she’d ceremoniously buried every single doll she had. She’d marked the site with a melted Barbie toaster. “They all died in an electrical fire,” she told her mother somberly. “I couldn’t save them.”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“He saw me cry once and told me it made me human”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“Max-Ernest’s parents were divorced, and everything in his life was doubled or divided. (When Cass first visited his house, she couldn’t believe it: the house was split down the middle, each side designed and decorated differently, with neither parent ever stepping onto the other parent’s side.)”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“Which, come to think of it, is why I hate the ending of a book so much. Because it’s a kind of death.”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“phosphorescence.”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“In my last book, I crossed out Chapter Thirteen hoping to ward off bad luck. It didn't work. So this time let's keep the chapter in - and see what happens.”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late
“None of those versions ring true? I’m betraying you, my reader,”
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― If You're Reading This, It's Too Late