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Laini Taylor

"His lips made a grim twist that was like the joyless cousin of a smile."

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Donna Grant

"The bowl is warmer than the soup."

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Donna Grant

"No writer has an imaginative power richer than what the streets offer."

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Donna Grant

"Good God. Men everywhere."

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Donna Grant

"As far as she could see, children mostly argued, shouted, ran around very fast, laughed loudly, picked their noses, got dirty and sulked."

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Donna Grant

"He reads much;He is a great observer and he looksQuite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays,As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music;Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sortAs if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spiritThat could be moved to smile at any thing.Such men as he be never at heart's easeWhiles they behold a greater than themselves,And therefore are they very dangerous."

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Donna Grant

"Society in its boundless ignorance ridicules the caterpillar but praises the butterfly."

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Donna Grant

"Dickens writes that one of his characters, "listened to everything without seeming to, which showed he understood his business."

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Donna Grant

"Take a perfect day add six hours of rain and fog and you have instant London."

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Donna Grant

"I frequently observe that one pretty face would be followed by five and thirty frights."

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"Novelists should never allow themselves to weary of the study of real life. If they observed this duty conscientiously, they would give us fewer pictures chequered with vivid contrasts of light and shade; they would seldom elevate their heroes and heroines to the heights of rapture - still seldomer sink them to the depths of despair; for if we rarely taste the fulness of joy in this life, we yet more rarely savour the acrid bitterness of hopeless anguish."

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Laini Taylor
"His eyes are blue, and blue eyes up close are a celestial phenomenon: nebulae as seen through telescopes, the light of unnamed stars diffused through dusts and elements and endlessness. Layers of light. Blue eyes are starlight."

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Laini Taylor
"It's alright, you know...To love him...Please, child, do you think I don't know you at all? I'm not going to say there is some easy future for you, or even any future at all. I only want you not to punish yourself. You've always felt the truth in him, then and now. Your heart is not wrong. Your heart is your strength. You don't have to be ashamed."

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Laini Taylor
"Happiness wasn't a mystical place to be reached or won-some bright terrain beyond the boundary of misery, a paradise waiting for them to find it-but something to carry doggedly through everything."

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Laini Taylor
"It was the hate of the used and tormented, who are the children of the used and tormented, and whose own children will be used and tormented."

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Laini Taylor
"And... a bed. A bed and a blanket to cover them, a blanket that was theirs together."

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Laini Taylor
"Be a Samurai.Because you just never know what's behind the freaking sky."

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Laini Taylor
"He read while he walked. He read while he ate. The other librarians suspected he somehow read while he slept, or perhaps didn't sleep at all."

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Laini Taylor
"Peace is more than the absence of war. Peace is accord. Harmony."

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Laini Taylor
"When they had hurried to the train station with their violin cases, they had drawn almost as many stares as they would on any normal day when their hair was to their knees and sheeting behind them like red silk. A poetic fruit-seller had told them once that they looked like dryads, and they did still, only now they looked like dryads who had tired of snagging their hair on brambles and sliced it all off on the edge of a knife."

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Laini Taylor
"Don't I deserve to finally be free of you?"

Life

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