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"I couldn't think of anything that didn't sound trivial, so I just nodded."
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"Sloughing my skin / escaping it's grip / stripped of my wit / it hurts to be me ."
Pain
"I couldn't think of anything that didn't sound trivial, so I just nodded."
Silence
"There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn't remember what the sky looked like. But I didn't die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth."
Survival
"This is sams phone" there was a long,heavy pause, and then: "oh." Another pause. "Youre the girl, arent you? The girl who was in my house?" I tried to think of what i might gain by denying it and drew a blank "yes" do you have a name?"do you?"he gave a short laugh that was completely without humor but not unpleasent. "I think i might like you. Im Beck."
Connection
"Scent is the strongest tie to memory."
Memory
"Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure."
Fate
"He trailed through hallways, ducking under arms no longer there, excusing himself as he pressed through conversations long since ended."
Memory
"There were many versions of Gansey, but this one had been rare since the introduction of Adam's taming presence. It was also Ronan's favorite. It was the opposite of Gansey's most public face, which was pure control enclosed in a paper-thin wrapper of academia. But this version of Gansey was Gansey the boy. This was the Gansey who bought the Camaro, the Gansey who asked Ronan to teach him to fight, the Gansey who contained every wild spark so that it wouldn't show up in other versions. Was it the shield beneath the lake that had unleashed it? Orla's orange bikini? The bashed-up remains of his rebuilt Henrietta and the fake IDs they'd returned to? Ronan didn't really care. All that mattered was that something had struck the match, and Gansey was burning."
Identity
"I am alone in the world, and yet not alone enough to make each hour holy. I am lowly in this world, and yet not lowly enough for me to be just a thing to you, dark and shrewd. I want my will and I want to go with my will as it moves towards action."
Solitude
"...she made her home in between the pages of books."
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"When you are truly silent, the whole existence speaks to you."
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"Shut lips, sleeping faces,Every stopped machine,The dumb and littered placesWhere crowds have been:.All silences rejoice,Weep (loudly or low),Speak-but with the voiceOf whom, I do not know."
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"Every person interprets the silence that surrounds him or her. The eternal silence of the universe that we exist in is terrifying because it forces each of to ask what our purpose is, why are we here, and what should I do?"
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"Silence might be a shout for the truth. It might be the speech that someday, in its truest, most uncontaminated, unadulterated state, all will be revealed."
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"I couldn't think of anything that didn't sound trivial, so I just nodded."
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"Silence is the best music when you are in need of silence and music is the best silence when you are in need of music!"
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"Speech is human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead: therefore we must learn both arts."
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"Sometimes You Just Gotta Stay Silent Cause No Words Can Explain The Shit Thats Going On In Your Mind And Heart."
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"I was thinking lots of things, but most of them needed to stay thoughts, not words."
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"Be silent, but let your silence become the loudest message of love and compassion."
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