Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, #3) “You love me. Real or not real?”
I tell him, “Real.”
Code Name Verity “KISS ME, HARDY! Kiss me, QUICK!”
Entwined– “Down with tyranny!’ Bramble cried. ‘Aristocracy! Autocracy! Monocracy! Other ocracy things! You are outnumbered, sir! Surrender!”
The House of the Scorpion “I love you,” Matt said.
I love you, too,” Maria replied. “I know that’s a sin, and I’ll probably go to hell for it.”
If I have a soul, I’ll go with you,” promised Matt.
The Canterville Ghost Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
The King of Attolia (The Queen’s Thief, #3) “Are you badly hurt?”
“Hideously,” said the king, without sounding injured at all. “I am disemboweled. My insides may in an instant become my outsides as I stand here before you.”
“No ‘Glory shall be your reward’ for me. Oh, no, for me, it is, ‘Stop whining’ and ‘Go to bed’.”
The Book Thief The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.
The Fault in Our Stars ‘Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should’ve gotten more.’ ‘Seventeen,’ Gus corrected.
‘I’m assuming you’ve got some time, you interrupting bastard.
‘I’m telling you,’ Isaac continued, ‘Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness.
‘But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.’
I was kind of crying by then.
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (Harry Potter, #4) Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort. Remember Cedric Diggory.
The Glass Menagerie Time is the longest distance between two places.
Anna Karenina All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
The Happy Prince and Other Stories I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying.
Jane Eyre If all the world hated you and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved of you and absolved you from guilt, you would not be without friends.
That Was Then, This is Now I wish I was a kid again, when I had all the answers.
That Was Then, This is Now Nothing can wear you out like caring about people
The Outsiders They grew up on the outside of society. They weren’t looking for a fight. They were looking to belong.
Days of Blood & Starlight (Daughter of Smoke & Bone, #2) Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love and dared to imagine a new way of living, one without massacres and torn throats and bonfires of the fallen, without revenants or bastard armies or children ripped from their mother’s arms to take their turn in the killing and dying.
Once, the lovers lay entwined in the moon’s secret temple and dreamed of a world that was a like a jewel-box without a jewel, a paradise waiting for them to find it and fill it with their happiness.
This was not that world.
The Great Gatsby So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
The Thief (The Queen’s Thief, #1) “You learn something new everyday.”
“What are you learning?” Sophos asked.
“To keep my mouth shut, I hope.
Chime If you say a word, it leaps out and becomes the truth. I love you. I believe it. I believe I am loveable. How can something as fragile as a word build a whole world?