“I’ll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I’ll die by your hand which I love so well.”
—William Shakespeare (via loveyourchaos)
November 2012
8 posts
“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.”
—Neil Gaiman (via perfect)
“It’s funny, I just realized that my whole life, the whole time I’ve been trying to be perfect, I never once considered HAPPINESS as part of the equation. I guess it seemed so impossible I couldn’t even let myself fantasize about it. But now, I don’t know, things feel different somehow. Like impossible things might not be so impossible.”
—Clean, Amy Reed
“When he looked at her, there was no denial of memory in his eyes.”
—The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand
“These violent delights have violent ends.”
—Tess of the D’Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy
“Somehow, I’d gotten a little less broken.”
—As Dead as it Gets, Katie Alender
“It’s scary. Being the center of so much love. So scary—and thrilling and…potent. And I know it goes both ways. My hold on him is as strong as his is on me. He’ll never leave.”
—When the Stars Go Blue, Caridad Ferrer
“Sometimes I wonder if the big cannonball horror of knowing someone you love has died is all that much worse than the everyday attrition of life.”
—Life As We Knew It, Susan Beth Pfeffer
October 2012
32 posts
“How could she expect to have a real relationship with him if she didn’t share her most intimate feelings, those things that either made or broke a couple?”
—Pretty Little Liars: Stunning, Sara Shephard
“She’s my best friend, and I guess this is the first time I’ve ever really been able to call someone that, and I don’t know, it just feels good. Like maybe I’m not so alone anymore. Like maybe I have someone to talk to when I feel like I’m the only person in the world.”
—Clean, Amy Reed
“I strip, stand on the scale, to weigh my fault and measure my sins.”
—Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson
“I’m fat,” I hear myself saying, miserably, hopelessly. “I’m fat.” It sizzles under my skin, thick yellow lawyers of it, puffing me up, pushing me out, making me massive.”
—Massive, Julia Bell
“People always regret that the past is so final, that nothing can change it—but I’m glad it’s so. We can’t spoil it.”
—The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand
“Find the people who treat you the way you deserve to be treated. Tell everyone else to go to hell. And don’t look back.”
—As Dead as it Gets, Katie Alender
“Her affection for him was now the breathe and life of Tess’s being; it enveloped her as a photosphere, irradiated her into forgetfulness of her past sorrows, keeping back the gloomy spectres that would persist in their attempts to touch her—doubt, fear, moodiness, care, shame. She knew that they were waiting like wolves just outside the circumscribing light, but she had long spells of power to keep them in hungry subjection there.
A spiritual forgetfulness co-existed with an intellectual remembrance. She walked in brightness, but she knew that in the background those shapes of darkness were always spread. They might be receding, or they might be approaching, one or the other, a little every day.” —Tess of the D’Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy
A spiritual forgetfulness co-existed with an intellectual remembrance. She walked in brightness, but she knew that in the background those shapes of darkness were always spread. They might be receding, or they might be approaching, one or the other, a little every day.” —Tess of the D’Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy
“Without a warning, a ground swell of sorrow overwhelmed me and my bones disintegrated. I slid down the wall to the floor, bawling into my hands.”
—Keeping You a Secret, Julie Anne Peters
“The smell of the fresh-cut grass was so thick around me—heavy and rich and…and…Could a smell be compared to a color? Because it smelled so amazingly, completely green and alie as I lay there.”
—When the Stars Go Blue, Caridad Ferrer
“Maybe she’s right about my being a sinner. But she’s wrong about hell. You don’t have to wait until you’re dead to get there.”
—Life As We Knew It, Susan Beth Pfeffer
“The dead do walk and haunt and crawl into your bed at night. Ghosts sneak into your head when you’re not looking. Stars line up and volcanoes birth out bits of glass that foretell the future. Poison berries make girls stronger, but sometimes kill them. If you howl at the moon and swear on your blood, anything you desire will be yours. Be careful what you wish for. There’s always a catch.”
—Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson
“Sweetheart,” she says, “You don’t understand, I don’t DESERVE to eat.”
—Massive, Julia Bell
