“I read stuff. Books are not my only friends, but we’re friendly. So there.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“If you look at the sky that way, it’s this massive shifting poem, or maybe a letter, first written by one author, and then, when the earth moves, annotated by another. So I stare and stare until, one day, I can read it.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Death is the Santa Claus of the adult world. Except Santa Claus in reverse. The guy who takes all the presents away.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I'm dark matter. The universe inside of me is full of something, and science can't even shine a light on it. I feel like I'm mostly made of mysteries.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Because every time someone finds a new animal, or a new amazing thing on earth, it means we haven't broken everything yet.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“You hold no horrors for me”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I {} you more than [[[{{{}}}]]].”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I can't imagine a universe in which I try to unlove her.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Yes, I’m a reader. Kill me. I could tell you I was raised in the library and the books were my only friends, but I didn’t do that, did I? Because I have mercy. I’m neither a genius nor a kid destined to become a wizard. I’m just me. I read stuff. Books are not my only friends, but we’re friendly. So there.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I like the sky. It's rational to me in a way that life isn't.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Did he just say stormsharks? My inner nerd is elated. Can anything I will ever hear from now until the end of time sound cooler than stormsharks?”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I don't think of the sky as any kind of heaven item. I think of it as a bunch of gases and faraway echoes of things that used to be on fire.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Life and death aren’t as different from each other as I thought they were. This isn’t like walking into a new country. This is like walking into a new room in the same house. This is like sharing a hallway and the same row of framed family pictures, but there’s a glass wall between.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I know everyone has dreams of flying, but this isn’t a dream of flying. It’s a dream of floating, and the ocean is not water but wind.
I call it a dream, but it feels realer than my life.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Looping. Some days are so dark I can't see anything but a miserable fog of number after number, word after word, clouds of verbs and nouns and none of them the ones that will make time go backward.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Even people who've never seen a miracle can believe in miracles.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I think about celestial junk. Like, maybe every planet in this solar system is discarded by giant hands. Each star a crumpled ball of paper, a love letter lit on fire, a smoldering bit of cigarette ash.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“And there's the loudest sound I've ever heard and the brightest white I've ever seen, and I'm made of it, I'm-
I'm made of light
I'm made of heat
And I'm flying”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“My thing is a Mystery and not just a Mystery, but Bermuda--no sun, only Triangle. Unknowable. Unsolvable.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“You’ve never seen surprise until you’ve looked into the eyes of an ascending bovine.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“It felt like she took off running without me. Her fingers clenched in on mine. Then relaxed, like she'd lost all her bones.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I need to get onto Aza’s ship. I know where it’s going. I think I know, even though all I really know, all I’ve really known since I was five, is that Aza is my universe.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Some days I'm just sixteen, and sixteen isn't what I want to be.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“People, alas, don't document things with any kind of precision. They fill Twitter with blurry photos.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Nothing like trouble to make a day pass faster.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“Side note: invalid. Whoever invented that word, and made it the same word as not-valid? That person sucked.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“I think of the note.
I want to say me too.
I want to say I know.
I want to say I can read the gaps in your sentences. I can read the space between your letters. I know your language. It’s my language too.
I want to say that.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
“The sound coming out of me is nothing like a cough, nothing even in the same category of a song, but some kind of bird of prey roar, shredding my throat, pulsating my fingers, and Milekt beneath it, singing inside my voice, amplifying me, and making me stronger.”
― Maria Dahvana Headley, quote from Magonia
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“This is how we came by our factions: Candor, Erudite, Amity, Abnegation and Dauntless." Max smiles. "In them we find administrators and teachers and counselors and leaders and protectors. In them we find our sense of belonging, our sense of community, our very lives.”
― Veronica Roth, quote from The Transfer
“She sat by the side of the road, in the snow, all bodiless and afraid, waiting for the happiness to start.”
― Neil Gaiman, quote from The Sandman: Endless Nights
“There is one in this tribe too often miserable - a child bereaved of both parents. None cares for this child: she is fed sometimes, but oftener forgotten: a hut rarely receives her: the hollow tree and chill cavern are her home. Forsaken, lost, and wandering, she lives more with the wild beast and bird than with her own kind. Hunger and cold are her comrades: sadness hovers over, and solitude besets her round. Unheeded and unvalued, she should die: but she both lives and grows: the green wilderness nurses her, and becomes to her a mother: feeds her on juicy berry, on saccharine root and nut.
There is something in the air of this clime which fosters life kindly: there must be something, too, in its dews, which heals with sovereign balm. Its gentle seasons exaggerate no passion, no sense; its temperature tends to harmony; its breezes, you would say, bring down from heaven the germ of pure thought, and purer feeling. Not grotesquely fantastic are the forms of cliff and foliage; not violently vivid the colouring of flower and bird: in all the grandeur of these forests there is repose; in all their freshness there is tenderness.
The gentle charm vouchsafed to flower and tree, - bestowed on deer and dove, - has not been denied to the human nursling. All solitary, she has sprung up straight and graceful. Nature cast her features in a fine mould; they have matured in their pure, accurate first lines, unaltered by the shocks of disease. No fierce dry blast has dealt rudely with the surface of her frame; no burning sun has crisped or withered her tresses: her form gleams ivory-white through the trees; her hair flows plenteous, long, and glossy; her eyes, not dazzled by vertical fires, beam in the shade large and open, and full and dewy: above those eyes, when the breeze bares her forehead, shines an expanse fair and ample, - a clear, candid page, whereon knowledge, should knowledge ever come, might write a golden record. You see in the desolate young savage nothing vicious or vacant; she haunts the wood harmless and thoughtful: though of what one so untaught can think, it is not easy to divine.
On the evening of one summer day, before the Flood, being utterly alone - for she had lost all trace of her tribe, who had wandered leagues away, she knew not where, - she went up from the vale, to watch Day take leave and Night arrive. A crag, overspread by a tree, was her station: the oak-roots, turfed and mossed, gave a seat: the oak-boughs, thick-leaved, wove a canopy.
Slow and grand the Day withdrew, passing in purple fire, and parting to the farewell of a wild, low chorus from the woodlands. Then Night entered, quiet as death: the wind fell, the birds ceased singing. Now every nest held happy mates, and hart and hind slumbered blissfully safe in their lair.
The girl sat, her body still, her soul astir; occupied, however, rather in feeling than in thinking, - in wishing, than hoping, - in imagining, than projecting. She felt the world, the sky, the night, boundlessly mighty. Of all things, herself seemed to herself the centre, - a small, forgotten atom of life, a spark of soul, emitted inadvertent from the great creative source, and now burning unmarked to waste in the heart of a black hollow. She asked, was she thus to burn out and perish, her living light doing no good, never seen, never needed, - a star in an else starless firmament, - which nor shepherd, nor wanderer, nor sage, nor priest, tracked as a guide, or read as a prophecy? Could this be, she demanded, when the flame of her intelligence burned so vivid; when her life beat so true, and real, and potent; when something within her stirred disquieted, and restlessly asserted a God-given strength, for which it insisted she should find exercise?”
― Charlotte Brontë, quote from Shirley
“-Sunt enormă.
-Într-un fel superb. Pun pariu că abia aştepţi. Hai să ne aşezăm puţin. Aţi ales deja numele?”
― Nora Roberts, quote from Vision in White
“Far away, I feel your beating heart. All alone, beneath the crystal stars. Staring into space, what a lonely face. I’ll try to find my place with you What a beautiful smile Can you stay for a while? On this beautiful night We’ll make everything right My beautiful love, my beautiful love.” - The Afters”
― Shelly Crane, quote from Accordance
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