“I always had to buy a book, even if I wasn't done with the one I was currently reading. I loved to read. I felt like the trun of each page echoed between the covers of the world inside them-and each book had its own rules. There, within the mystique of that connection, was something special, and I was an addict.”
― Aaron M. Patterson, quote from Airel: The Awakening
“She stood and looked at James as if he was on clearance at Vanity, which was her favorite store at the moment.”
― Aaron M. Patterson, quote from Airel: The Awakening
“We can only love the way we were created to if we are first whole in ourselves.”
― Aaron M. Patterson, quote from Airel: The Awakening
“I was going to kill her. Murder, kill—and then for the kicker—unfriend her on Facebook.”
― Aaron M. Patterson, quote from Airel: The Awakening
“That’s what the school lunch program gets ya—food that could be barf, and barf that could be food. ”
― Aaron M. Patterson, quote from Airel: The Awakening
“Oh, to be a guy. But then I’d have to be a guy.”
― Aaron M. Patterson, quote from Airel: The Awakening
“There he was. Mr. Napkins. I was Miss Coffee Spill, and I so wanted to be Mrs. Napkins.”
― Aaron M. Patterson, quote from Airel: The Awakening
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“She read and read and read, but she was stuffing herself with the letters on the page like an unhappy child stuffing itself with chocolate. They didn’t taste bad, but she was still unhappy.”
― Cornelia Funke, quote from Inkdeath
“In Mexico City they somehow wandered into an exhibition of paintings by the beautiful Spanish exile Remedios Varo: in the central painting of a triptych, titled “Bordando el Manto Terrestre,” were a number of frail girls with heart-shaped faces, huge eyes, spun-gold hair, prisoners in the top room of a circular tower, embroidering a kind of tapestry which spilled out the slit windows and into a void, seeking hopelessly to fill the void: for all the other buildings and creatures, all the waves, ships and forests of the earth were contained in the tapestry, and the tapestry was the world. Oedipa, perverse, had stood in front of the painting and cried. No one had noticed; she wore dark green bubble shades. For a moment she’d wondered if the seal around her sockets were tight enough to allow the tears simply to go on and fill up the entire lens space and never dry. She could carry the sadness of the moment with her that way forever, see the world refracted through those tears, those specific tears, as if indices as yet unfound varied in important ways from cry to cry. She had looked down at her feet and known, then, because of a painting, that what she stood on had only been woven together a couple thousand miles away in her own tower, was only by accident known as Mexico, and so Pierce had take her away from nothing, there’d been no escape. What did she so desire escape from? Such a captive maiden, having plenty of time to think, soon realizes that her tower, its height and architecture, are like her ego only incidental: that what really keeps her where she is is magic, anonymous and malignant, visited on her from outside and for no reason at all. Having no apparatus except gut fear and female cunning to examine this formless magic, to understand how it works, how to measure its field strength, count its lines of force, she may fall back on superstition, or take up a useful hobby like embroidery, or go mad, or marry a disk jockey. If the tower is everywhere and the knight of deliverance no proof against its magic, what else?”
― Thomas Pynchon, quote from The Crying of Lot 49
“It is only when you suffer that you truly understand.”
― Jules Verne, quote from Journey to the Center of the Earth
“Not everybody believes in ghosts, but I do. Do you know what they are, Trisha?
She had shaken her head slowly.
Men and women who can't get over their past . . . That's what ghosts are.”
― Stephen King, quote from Needful Things
“Sometimes there is such beauty in awkwardness.”
― Ruta Sepetys, quote from Between Shades of Gray
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