1. “You could rattle the stars. You could do anything if only you dared. And deep down, you know it too, and that’s what scares you the most.” —Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass
2. “When people fall in love, they burst into flames.” ―Jandy Nelson, I’ll Give You the Sun
3. “The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like clouds, and she would ring them out like the rain.” —Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
4. “Things were rough all over but it was better that way. That way, you could tell the other guy was human too.” —S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders
5.“I try to think about how it all works. At school dances, I sit in the background, and I tap my toe, and I wonder how many couples will dance to ‘their song.’ In the hallways, I see the girls wearing the guys’ jackets, and I think about the idea of property. And I wonder if anyone is really happy. I hope they are. I really hope they are.” —Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
6. “To be careful with people and with words was a rare and beautiful thing.” —Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
7. “He didn’t give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.” —Jenny Han, We’ll Always Have Summer
8. “He was contemplation and enthusiasm. Ambition and strong coffee. I could have looked at him forever.” ―E. Lockhart, We Were Liars
9. “She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.” ―Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park
10.“Slowly, very slowly, he sat up and as he did so he felt more alive and more aware of his own living body than ever before. Why had he never appreciated what a miracle he was, brain and nerve and bounding heart?” ―J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
11. “Real life was something happening in her peripheral vision.” ―Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl
12. “Without a filter, a man is just chaos walking.” ―Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
13. “Don’t be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life. You don’t have to live forever, you just have to live.” ―Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting
14. “Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.”—Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
15. “It’s like the people who believe they’ll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn’t work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean.” —Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book
16. “We feel cold, but we don’t mind it, because we will not come to harm. And if we wrapped up against the cold, we wouldn’t feel other things, like the bright tingle of the stars, or the music of the aurora, or best of all the silky feeling of moonlight on our skin. It’s worth being cold for that.” —Philip Pullman, The Golden Compass
19. “The right belief is like a good cloak, I think. If it fits you well, it keeps you warm and safe. The wrong fit however, can suffocate.” ―Brandon Sanderson, The Final Empire
20. “October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.” ―J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
21. Sometimes writing is running downhill, your fingers jerking behind you on the keyboard the way your legs do when they can’t quite keep up with gravity.” ―Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl
22.“His soul might be a sun. I’ve never met anyone who had the sun for a soul.” ―Jandy Nelson, I’ll Give You the Sun
23. “I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone’s hand.” ―Benjamin Alire Sáenz,Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
24. “Libraries were full of ideas–perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.” ―Sarah J. Maas,Throne of Glass
25. “To draw you must close your eyes and sing.”―Jandy Nelson, I’ll Give You the Sun
Oh, I'm gonna regret asking this, but what did Dark need Host's cane for?
The Host is working in his study one day, pecking away at a project he’s been pouring himself into for the past few nights. It’s been a while since he’s gotten up and walked around, and he’s just made the decision to do so when he feels the distinct sensation of having his powers of narration drained. With the sensation comes a flow of words from his mouth that he has no control over, no prior knowledge of until they are already past his lips.
“Mark Edward Fischbach is walking in from work one dry, hot afternoon when the sudden thrill of cold creates gooseflesh across his arms and exposed shoulders. Mark doesn’t remember turning the air down quite so far before he left his little house that morning, and oddly enough, his faithful dog Chica does not appear when he arrives as she normally does. Mark steps cautiously inside only to hear the all-too-familiar tinny ring of Darkiplier’s aura.” Host chokes on his next words, trying with all he has to keep them between his teeth, but something is controlling him, pulling the magic out of him with sharp, splintering claws that tear at his insides. “Mark tries to shout, but he’s hit from behind with something heavy. As he falls to the ground, the last image he sees is Amy, lying next to him.”
Suddenly the horrible pull stops, and Host doubles over in pain and fear. He tastes sand in his mouth and feels like he’s falling, stomach lurching. With a few gasping breaths, he hauls himself to his feet and staggers, face drenched in sweat, to the elevator where he hits the button for the clinic and falls inside.
On my CV it says that I am currently working on a book about the color blue. I have been saying this for years without writing a word. It is, perhaps, my way of making my life feel ‘in progress’ rather than a sleeve of ash falling off a lit cigarette.
Opinion: As I read the first few poems in this collection, I found myself disappointed. I had expected something great and found myself instead reading poems which I conceived to be somewhat trite with a few I enjoyed. It was when I reached the poem “Tithonus” that my opinion of Alice Oswald’s work took an 180-degree turn. It is one of the most incredibly beautiful and, more importantly, unique pieces I have ever experienced (yes, “experienced” is the right word); I could not be more taken with this collection after completing the entire work and I highly recommend it.
Bluets by Maggie Nelson
Opinion: This work was extremely interesting. While there were some sections I was not entirely fascinated by, there were others parts which resonated deeply with me. I really enjoyed the overarching focus of the poem: blue. It was a deep study in the emotional value of a color and I thoroughly enjoyed reading it.
Auguries of Innocence by Patti Smith
Opinion: Perhaps it is just because I adore everything Patti Smith does, but this is one of my favorite poetry collections I have read in a long time. I would not recommend it to people who are just getting into poetry because some of her work can be slightly harder to access if you are unfamiliar with poetic thought. Patti Smith is just such a smart writer. I cannot praise her work enough or encourage more people to read it.