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“Always when Will did something to protect Tessa, Jem thought it was for his sake, not for Will's. Always Will wished Jem could be entirely right. Each needle prick had it own name. Guilt. Shame. Love.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories....”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

“It was so dark it was like noting was there in the room but us. Only the nothing was actually something because it filled my eyes and lungs and it sat on my shoulders.”
― Paul Tremblay, A Head Full of Ghosts

“This was a passage in which everyone moved and was unfathomable, which was how Thomasina saw people. She was not a person who froze someone's character in her mind, calling this one egotistical and that one not nearly confident enough and another one truthful or untruthful. To Thomasina people were rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It was not fair, she felt, to treat people as if they were finished beings. Everyone was always becoming and unbecoming.”
― Kathleen Winter, Annabel

“Tell me something, Noah. Which is more important: freedom or happiness?'

What was this, a game? But Nijinsky wasn't smiling.

'You can't be happy unless your free,' Noah said.”
― Michael Grant, BZRK

“I can't stop thinking about what Caroline said to Minna about death. It isn't an infection, she said. She might be right. Then again, we've nested in the walls like bacteria. We've taken over the house, its insulation and its plumbing - we've made it our own. Or maybe it's life that's the infection: a feverish dream, a hallucination of feelings. Death is purification, a cleaning, a cure.”
― Lauren Oliver, Rooms

“In the New Testament church, a man's home was his resume.”
― Voddie T. Baucham Jr., What He Must Be …If He Wants to Marry My Daughter

“the wrong people do the fighting”
― Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

“Alfred Wake was a small stooping old man with very mild blue eyes, and an absentminded but courteous air.”
― Agatha Christie, Murder Is Easy

“He was nervous—doubly so. Nervous in the first place because this man had no doubt a far deeper knowledge of folklore and superstitious rites and customs than one could acquire by merely hurriedly cramming from a haphazard collection of books.”
― Agatha Christie, Murder Is Easy