“They say the eyes are the window to the soul.”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
“I'm going to be so normal that when people look up normal in the dictionary, my name will be there.”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
“All those people in their black-and-white worlds - they have no idea what they're missing”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
“… I just figured it would be easier to do the math problem with the numbers in the correct colors.”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
“orange trail leading down to the kitchen and”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
“If I could paint, I would do it myself.”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
“When I was little, I used to run out into the rain and let the water run all over me. Then one day I saw lightning split a tree nearly in half. That pretty much took the joy out of prancing around in thunderstorms.”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
“I open my eyes and stare at the page. I see the black letters. But I also see the pinks and greens and purples and yellows. I can’t say I’m surprised.”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
“My mission was to multiply twenty-four times nine.”
― Wendy Mass, quote from A Mango-Shaped Space
Wendy Mass
Born place: Livingston, The United States
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“Love like this wasn't supposed to be missed, even for those of us that had never realized it was out there. Look at me being all optimistic and shit.”
― Jay Crownover, quote from Rule
“I didn't feel like I was in my own body; my body was just a lonely, temporary container I happened to be borrowing.”
― Haruki Murakami, quote from South of the Border, West of the Sun
“I closed my eyes," he repeated after a few shallow breahts, "and imagined she was you.”
― Aprilynne Pike, quote from Illusions
“Ronia felt no joy, and she wondered glumly if things could ever be as they had been before.”
― Astrid Lindgren, quote from Ronia, the Robber's Daughter
“It looks as though your shop is doing well,” Luka said, gazing around. “Could you help me find a gift for a lady friend of mine?” My heart plunged to my green satin slippers, and I had to stare down at Azarte for a minute, petting him hard. Naturally Luka had a “lady friend.” She was probably nobly born: the daughter of a count or a duke. I imagined her having thick dark hair and clear skin, and was bitterly jealous. “Of c-course,” I stammered after a time. “What would she like? A gown? A sash?” If she came in for a fitting, I decided to “accidentally” poke her with every pin. “Hmm, well, she is wearing a lovely gown today,” he said. “Although no sash.” So. He’d already seen her today, and it was not yet noon. I rubbed Azarte’s ears furiously. “What color is her gown?” “It’s sort of green, with more green, and the design looks like stained glass windows,” he said. “It’s very beautiful, like her.” I stopped petting the dog and looked up at him, not sure what I was hearing. “Oh?” My heart thumped painfully. “Yes, so perhaps she doesn’t need a sash after all. No sense gilding the lily.” He gave a melancholy sigh. “But I really would love to give her a very special gift. I was hoping if I did, she might give me a kiss in return, instead of the brotherly hugs I always get instead.” I raised my eyebrows, trying for casual interest even though I could feel my pulse beating in the blood rushing to my cheeks. “I know!” Luka snapped his fingers. “Forget a sash. I’ll give her this!” And with a flourish, he pulled a roll of parchment from his belt pouch. More confused than ever, I unrolled the paper and read. It was a letter from a priest in the Southern Counties, addressed to King Caxel. In it the priest begged for a grant of money. They had recently built a large chapel, the finest that had ever been dedicated to the Triune Gods in that region, and it had only been completed the year before. “But we do need another grant from the crown,” the priest wrote. “For a most heinous act of vandalism has taken place. Our rose-glass window, which illuminates the Triple Altar in glorious colors pleasing to the gods, has been stolen. It was removed from its frame the night before last, and not a pane of it can be found.” “Shardas?” I looked up at Luka with my eyes brimming. “Shardas!” “I have a pair of horses waiting outside,” Luka said. “We can be at Feniul’s cave by nightfall.” I threw my arms around him again, and this time I gave him the kiss he’d been waiting for.”
― Jessica Day George, quote from Dragon Slippers
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