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“Must I go bound while you go free
Must I love a manwho doesn't love me
Must I be born with so little art
As to love a man who'll break my Heart”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“There are two kinds of people in this world. The kind who divide the world into two kinds of people and those who don't.”
― Ann Brashares, The Second Summer of the Sisterhood

“Oh, what is brighter than the light?
What is darker than the night?
What is keener than an axe?
What is softer than melting wax?

Truth is brighter than the light,
Falsehood darker than the night.
Revenge is keener than an axe,
And love is softer than melting wax.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“On a Tuesday they were wed
And by Friday they were dead
And they buried them in the churchyard side by side,
Oh, my love,
And they buried them in the churchyard side by side. ”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“I wanted her and only her.
I wanted to be a part of her storm.
I wanted to feel my pulse against hers.
I wanted the bitter on her sweet tongue.
I wanted the sadness in her sweet syrup eyes.
I wanted the silence in her screaming mind and the enigma that is really quite simple- a complicated happiness. I wasn't willing to let go. I was falling completely, forever, into solid fucking love that was swimming through my veins.
I wanted to be the breath in her mouth and the rhythm in her chest that would beat only for me.”
― Shey Stahl, Waiting for You

“Sorry,â€� I said, realizing I was taking my frustrations out on her. “I’m still getting over Soph,â€� I said, referring to my old prep school friend.
Sophie Price was the most beautiful girl you’d ever met. Seriously. Take it from someone who’s met Bar Refaeli in person. Soph was even more stunning. Especially since she’d had a personality makeover. I’d never regret anything as much as I would not making her fall in love with me.
“You can’t make anyone fall, Spence. Either they do or they don’t.�
“I said that out loud?�
“Duh and it’s been two years, Spencer. You seriously need to get over her. She’s with that Ian guy anyway, right?�
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“That hot South African guy named Ian,� she concluded.
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“That hot saffy named Ian who gives his life to mutilated Ugandan orphans and worships the ground Sophie walks on.�
I stopped and glared at her. “That’ll do, Bridge.”
― Fisher Amelie, Greed

“He took her in his arms right away. "I'm so sorry," he murmured in her ear. He rocked her, saying it over and over.
But no matter how many times he said it, no matter how much she knew he meant it, the words stirred around in her ear but didn't get into her brain. Sometimes he could comfort her. Sometimes he said what she needed, but today he couldn't reach her. Nothing could.”
― Ann Brashares, Sisterhood Everlasting

“Bridget cried for the leavers and the left. For the people, like herself, grimly forsaking what precious gifts they would ever get.”
― Ann Brashares, Sisterhood Everlasting

“Forget Jack, I'm in love with the cold, dirt floor.”
― Ann Brashares, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

“All of her aunts said that Bridget looked exactly like her mother as a teenager. Staring at her, Bridget realised she had no memories of her mother being thin.”
― Siobhan Vivian, The List

“I thought back to all the times I’d slept with a girl and not thought twice about it and my gut ached. If a girl doesn’t safeguard herself, who will? I’d always had the mentality that men will change when women change but I never thought about how safeguarding the girls around me was just as much my responsibility as it was theirs.”
― Fisher Amelie, Greed

“She got under the covers and put her arms around the bag. She could smell Tibby. It used to be she couldn't smell Tibby's smell in the way you couldn't smell your own; it was too familiar. But tonight she could. This was some living part of Tibby still here and she held on to it. There was more of Tibby with her here and now than in what she had seen in the cold basement room that day.”
― Ann Brashares, Sisterhood Everlasting

“This girl is good at voices. She actually wanted to be Isolde, because Isolde has a better part and this girl is pale and stringy and rumpled and always looks slightly alarmed, which are qualities that don’t quite fit Isolde, and so she plays Bridget instead. In truth it is her longing to be an Isolde that most characterises her as a Bridget: Bridget is always wanting to be somebody else.”
― Eleanor Catton, The Rehearsal