Everybody was hoping for something, talking about our new life to come and all that they hoped from it. Fresh air, whatever that’s supposed to mean. Real gravity, instead of the fake kind that broke every now and then (even though no one over fifteen would admit that it was actually really fun when it did). All the wide open spaces we’d have, all the new people we’d meet when we woke them up, ignoring completely what happened to the original settlers, super- confident that we were so much better equipped that nothing bad could possibly happen to us. All this hope, and here I was, right at the very edge of it, looking out into the darkness, the first to see it coming, the first to greet it when we found out what it really looked like. Patrick Ness
When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.
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Paulo Coelho
The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.
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J.r.r. Tolkien
This is where it all begins. Everything starts here, today.
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David Nicholls
If you can love someone with your whole heart, even one person, then there's salvation in life. Even if you can't get together with that person.
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Haruki Murakami
Yes, I decided, a man can truly change. The events of the past year have taught me much about myself, and a few universal truths. I learned, for instance, that while wounds can be inflicted easily upon those we love, it's often much more difficult...
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Nicholas Sparks
More Quotes By Patrick Ness
It's not that you should never love something so much that it can control you. It's that you need to love something that much so you can never be controlled. It's not a weakness. It's your best strength.
His noise is getting quieter, but I can still see it there still- See how he feels the skin of my hand against his, see how he wants to take it and press it against his mouth, how he wants to breathe in the smell...
Real life is only ever just real life. Messy. What it means depends on how you look at it. The only thing you’ve got to do is find a way to live there.
We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy.
People see stories everywhere... We take random events and we put them together in a pattern so we can comfort ourselves with a story, no matter how much it obviously isn't true... We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy.
