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"Your self-worth is totally different from your net-worth."
"We are what we remember. If we lose our memory, we lose our identity and our identity is the accumulation of our experiences. When we walk down the memory lane, it can be unconsciously, willingly, selectively, impetuously or sometimes grudgingly. By following our stream of consciousness we look for lost time and things past. Some reminiscences become anchor points that can take another scope with the wisdom of hindsight. ['Walking down the memory lane']"
"Best way to live in California is to be from somewheres else."
"She was dressing for the life she wanted, not the one she had."
"I was just stock in the middle, vague and undefined."
"If we make a fly-on-the-wall review of our history and connect the significant scenarios from our memory, we can develop a comprehensive pattern of our identity that throws a whirl of light on the secreted framework of our life. ['Labyrinth of the mind']"
Explore more quotes by Holly Black
"I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have."
"I wonder about death, I who may never know it. It looks much like ecstacy, the way they open their mouths as they drown, the way their fingers dig into your skin. Their eyes are wide and startled and they trash in your hands as though with an excess of passion."
"I'm going to take off your gag. And if you try to bite me or grab me or anything, I'll hit you with this thing as hard as I can as many times as I can. Understood?"
"I'm afraid my voice is going to break. I am afraid she is going to hear how much this hurts."
"He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls."
"Remember that I'm still a monster. I can listen to you scream and cry and beg and I still won't let you out."
"Three of them, dressed in silvery gray, on three horses-one black, one white, and the third red."
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