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“I was warned about you, you know."
And with that half-smile that wrecked me, Noah said, "But you're here anyway.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

“And you, Percy, are my favorite son.”
― Rick Riordan, The Battle of the Labyrinth

“There is more beauty in truth, even if it is a dreadful beauty. The storytellers at the city gate twist life so that it looks sweet to the lazy and the stupid and the weak, and this only strengthens their infirmities and teaches nothing, cures nothing, nor does it let the heart soar.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“Erik: Are you very tired?
Christine: Oh, tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead.
Erik: Your soul is a beautiful thing, child. No emperor received so fair a gift. The angels wept to-night.”
― Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

“At a normal high school, having class outside on a gorgeous May day is usually pretty awesome. It means sitting in the sunshine, maybe reading some poetry, letting the breeze blow through your hair...At Hecate Hall, a.k.a. Juvie for Monsters, it meant I was getting thrown in the pond.”
― Rachel Hawkins, Demonglass

“It's the problem with fairy tales. From far away, they seem so perfect. But up close, they're just as complicated as real life.”
― Soman Chainani, A World Without Princes

“Why had my life suddenly become a Nancy Drew mystery from hell?”
― Rachel Hawkins, Demonglass

“Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“If you've got time to fantasize about a beautiful death, why not live beautifully until the end?”
― Sorachi Hideaki

“Edward: So the lion fell in love with the lamb.

Bella: What a stupid lamb.

Edward:What a sick masochistic lion.”
― Stephenie Meyer, The Twilight Saga Collection

“INELUCTABLE MODALITY OF THE VISIBLE: AT LEAST THAT IF NO MORE, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust: coloured signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he was aware of them bodies before of them coloured. How? By knocking his sconce against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire, maestro di color che sanno. Limit of the diaphane in. Why in? Diaphane, adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it, it is a gate, if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.


Stephen closed his eyes to hear his boots crush crackling wrack and shells. You are walking through it howsomever. I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short times of space. Five, six: the nacheinander. Exactly: and that is the ineluctable modality of the audible. Open your eyes. No. Jesus! If I fell over a cliff that beetles o'er his base, fell through the nebeneinander ineluctably. I am getting on nicely in the dark. My ash sword hangs at my side. Tap with it: they do. My two feet in his boots are at the end of his legs, nebeneinander. Sounds solid: made by the mallet of Los Demiurgos. Am I walking into eternity along Sandymount strand? Crush, crack, crick, crick. Wild sea money. Dominie Deasy kens them a'.

Won't you come to Sandymount,
Madeline the mare?

Rhythm begins, you see. I hear. A catalectic tetrameter of iambs marching. No, agallop: deline the mare.

Open your eyes now. I will. One moment. Has all vanished since? If I open and am for ever in the black adiaphane. Basta! I will see if I can see.

See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world without end.”
― James Joyce, Ulysses

“Between grief and nothing, I will take grief.”
― William Faulkner

“Kissing Simon was pleasant. It was a gentle sort of pleasant, like lying in a hammock on a summer day with a book and a glass of lemonade”
― Cassandra Clare

“My favorite sound in the whole world is your giggle, Anastasia.”
― E.L. James

“Had I truly thought I would not die when he kissed me? But I did. For a moment the breath and life went out of me and there was no time and no tomorrow but only my lips against his.”
― Martine Leavitt, Keturah and Lord Death

“It was then that she realized that the yellow butterflies preceded the appearances of Mauricio Babilonia.”
― Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“Meow says the cat ,quack says the duck , Bow wow wow says the dog !
Grrrr!”
― Charles Dickens, Our Mutual Friend

“.. no matter how we grieve over our bad luck, nothing will happen. We have to smile and believe that tomorrow will be better than today.”
― tachibana higuchi, ѧˆ@¥¢¥ê¥¹ 22 [Gakuen Alice 22]

“Here's a funny question:

What is your favorite word?

Think about it¡ªmaybe it's a word that makes you absolutely happy, or a word that sounds gloriously beautiful, or a word that evokes awe and wonder. Maybe you are reminded of a great time when you hear it, or maybe it represents your life's dream.

So, what is it? What is your favorite word of all words?

Thought about it yet?

Good.

And now, think why.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“Hush, little students, we'll say the word,
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Mama's gonna write down everything.
And so that book won't look the same,
Mama's gonna add a brand-new name.”
― Daisy Whitney, The Mockingbirds

“Yoyoyoyoyoyoyoyooyoyoyyoyoyoyo
Come by
I baked a SHEETCAKE
Your favorite
Confetti emoji”
― Mary H.K. Choi, Emergency Contact

“If Slater were someone else, Kevin would merely be the poor victim of a horrible plot. Unless he was killed by Slater, in which case he would be the dead victim of a horrible plot”
― Ted Dekker

“Do not struggle when the hook of a word pulls you into the air of truth and you cannot breathe.”
― Louise Murphy, The True Story of Hansel and Gretel

“You have not realized yet that both of you are mine, have you?”
― D.S. Wrights, The Beast and Me

“What Jessica said¡ªhair much shorter, wearing a darker mouth of different outline, harder lipstick, her typewriter banking in a phalanx of letters between them¡ªwas: "We're going to be married. We're trying very hard to have a baby."
All at once there is nothing but his asshole between Gravity and Roger. "I don't care. Have his baby. I'll love you both¡ªjust come with me Jess, please... I need you...."
She flips a red lever on her intercom. Far away a buzzer goes off. "Security." Her voice is perfectly hard, the word still clap-echoing in the air as in through the screen door of the Quonset office wth a smell of tide flats come the coppers, looking grim. Security. Her magic word, her spell against demons.”
― Thomas Pynchon, Gravity¡¯s Rainbow

“In fact a favourite problem of Tyndall is¡ªGiven the molecular forces in a mutton chop, deduce Hamlet or Faust therefrom. He is confident that the Physics of the Future will solve this easily.”
― Thomas Henry Huxley, Life and Letters of Thomas Henry Huxley ¡ª Volume 1

“My favorite color is black too, Hrithik Roshan Sir . "
~ Avijeet Rabindranath Das”
― Avijeet Das

“I'd like to be a shrine, so I can learn from peoples' prayers the story of hearts. I'd like to be a scarf so I can place it over my hair and understand other worlds. I'd like to be the voice of a soprano singer so I can move through all borders and see them vanish with every spell--binding note. I'd like to be light so I illuminate the dark. I'd like to be water to fill bodies so we can gently float together indefinitely. I'd like to be a lemon, to be zest all the time, or an olive tree to shimmer silver on the earth. Most of all, I'd like to be a poem, to reach your heart and stay.”
― Nathalie Handal

“Romance wasn't in chocolate, it was in the gasp of breath as we came up for air. It was in the way he cradled my face, the way I traced my finger over the crescent-shaped birthmark on his collarbone. It was in the way he muttered how beautiful I was, the way it made my heart soar. It was in the way I wanted to know everything about him - his favorite songs, finally guess his favorite color.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“Doctors are my most favorite (human) conversation Partners.”
― Sino Melo