The best Book Quotes (Page 37)

I want you to help them open... because I need you to watch me give you the very last piece of my heart.

F*ck all the firsts, Sky. The only thing that matters to me with you are the forevers.

The sky is always beautiful. Even when it's dark or rainy or cloudy, it's still beautiful to look at... it'll be there no matter what... and I know it'll always be beautiful.

Once upon a time,
a little girl was raised by monsters.

But angels burned the doorways to their world, and she was all alone.

We can be only who we are; no more, no less.

A DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY
Not leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.

You challenge me and I feel more alive than I have done in years

Things never happen the same way twice.

Women make a wave and men hide in a cave.

It kills me sometimes how people die.

How am I supposed to decide this? How can I possibly stay without mom and dad? How can I leave without Teddy? Or Adam? This is too much. I don’t even understand how it all works, why I’m here in the state that I’m in or how to get out of it if I wanted to. If I were to say, I want to wake up, would I wake up right now? I’ve already tried snapping my heels to find Teddy and tried to beam myself to Hawaii, and that didn’t work. This seems a whole lot more complicated.
But in spite of that, I believe it’s true. I hear the nurse’s words again. I am running the show. Everyone’s waiting on me.
I decide. I know this now.
And this terrifies me more than anything else that has happened today

All I can think about is how f*cked up it would be for your life to end here, now. I mean I know that your life is f*cked up no matter what now, forever. And I'm not dumb enough to think that I can undo that, that anyone can. But I can't wrap my mind around the notion of you not getting old, having kids, going to Juilliard, getting to play that cello in front of a huge audience, so that they can get the chills the way I do every time I see you pick up your bow, every time I see you smile at me.

Girlfriend is such a stupid word. I couldn't stand calling her that. So, we had to get married, so I could call her "wife".

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

It's okay,' he tells me. 'If you want to go. Everyone wants you to stay. I want you to stay more than I've ever wanted anything in my life.' His voice cracks with emotion. He stops, clears his throat, takes a breath, and continues. 'But that's what I want and I could see why it might not be what you want. So I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It's okay if you have to leave us. It's okay if you want to stop fighting.'

For the first time since I realized that Teddy was gone, too, I feel something unclench. I feel myself breathe. I know that Gramps can't be that late-inning pinch hitter I'd hoped for. He won't unplug my breathing tube or overdoes me with morphine or anything like that. But this is the first time today that anyone has acknowledged what I have lost. I know that the social worker warned Gran and Gramps not to upset me, but Gramps's recognition, and the permission he just offered me--it feels like a gift.

Gramps doesn't leave me. He slumps back into the chair. It's quiet now. So quiet you can almost hear other people's dreams. So quiet that you can almost hear me tell Gramps, 'Thank you

If you stay, I'll do whatever you want. I'll quit the band, go with you to New York. But if you need me to go away, I'll do that, too. I was talking to Liz and she said maybe coming back to your old life would be too painful, that maybe it'd be easier for you to erase us. And that would suck, but I'd do it. I can lose you like that if I don't lose you today. I'll let you go. If you stay

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff,
Beware the Thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough. [...]
Be bloody, bold, and resolute: laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of womas born
Shall harm Macbeth. [...]
Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are.
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill
Shall come against him.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound anf fury,
Signifying nothing.

If you want the rainbow, you have to deal with the rain.

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

There will come a time where all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings who remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and discovered will be forgotten. And all of this will have been for nothing. Maybe that time is coming soon, and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collaps of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was a time before organisms experienced conciousness and there will be a time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivon worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that's what everyone else does.

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world. But you do have some say in who hurts you.

Just because he can't love you the way you want him to doesn't mean he does't love you with everything he has.

I can't help but think of the phrase 'sometimes it is better to be kept in the dark than be blinded by the light.'

My life before him was so simple and decided. Now, after him, it's just... after.

I feel as though I am ice and he is fire. We are so completely different, yet the same.

"I love you too."
"Don't say 'too', it sounds like you're just agreeing with me."

Whatever the hell our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same.

Do you remember when you asked me who I loved the most in the world? It's you. You're the person that I love most in the world.

You told me once that I bring out the worst in you. Well, you bring out the best in me.

If people thought a quarter of what they speak, this world would be heaven.

There is only one sin, and that is theft. When you tell a lie, you steal someones right to the truth.

"One must always be careful of books," said Tessa, "and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us."

Mulling this over, Vlad wiped her lip gloss from his lips with the back of his hand. Vampires, after all, didn't sparkle.

"Why I walked backwards?" Pippi said. "We live in a free country, don't we? Aren't you allowed to walk any way you want?"

To Mom,
Who took me to the library.

To caffeine and sugar, my companions through many a long night of writing.

What can I say about a man who knows how I think and still sleeps next to me with the lights off?

This is presented as a work of fiction and dedicated to nobody.

For Kate and Morgan
and for everyone
whose first love
was a hard love.

To all the English teachers, especially the great ones.

My first stepfather used to say that what I didn’t know would fill a book. Well, here it is.

I feel like someone breathed new air into my lungs. I am not Abnegation. I am not Dauntless. I am Divergent.

River Wilde`s Song für seine Muse

'You were my once in a lifetime. This I knew from the moment your eyes met mine. You were my once in a lifetime. This I knew the first time I whispered into your ear and my heart stopped. You were my once in a lifetime.
This I knew when your face touched my spirit. You were my once in a lifetime. This I knew when I kissed your lips and felt it in my soul. So where did you go, where did you go?

Soul Alone

I meet your eyes
you don't even see me
You hardly respond
when I whisper
hello
Could be my soul mate
two kindred spirits
Maybe we're not
I guess we'll never
know

My own mother
you carried me in you
Now you see nothing
but what I wear
People ask you
how I'm doing
You smile and nod
don't let it end
there

Put me
underneath God's sky and
know me
don't just see me with your eyes
Take away
this mask of flesh and bone and
See me
for my soul
alone

Peeta: "I don't want to forget."

I'm not crazy - my reality is just different from yours.

The book spoke of a king carrying the burdens of his people. It said that those who led were the lowest of men, for they were required to serve everyone.

What honor can we find on a battlefield while our people starve?

If my love were an ocean,
there would be no more land.
If my love were a desert,
you would see only sand.
If my love were a star-
late at night, only light.
And if my love could grow wings,
I'd be soaring in flight.