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We can remove the blocks to realizing our Higher Power by experiencing (including living in the Now), remembering, forgiving and surrendering (these five realizations can be viewed as being ultimately the same). Regular spiritual practices help us with this realization. (138)
— Charles L. Whitfield, Healing the Child Within: Discovery and Recovery for Adult Children of Dysfunctional Families
Look, sometimes it’s OK with girls like this, they wanna have fun, and sometimes it’s not because they've got a broken wing and they’re hurt and they’re an easy target. In this case, this particular case, I think that wing is being fixed, my friend, and you gotta make sure that it’s mended and you’re getting in the way of that right now, okay, because she’s sensitive and she’s smart, she’s artistic. This is a great girl, you gotta be respectful to that. Come on, let me walk you to your car, you’re a better guy than this.
— Matthew Quick, The Silver Linings Playbook
Underlying the attack on psychotherapy, I believe, is a recognition of the potential power of any relationship of witnessing. The consulting room is a privileged space dedicated to memory. Within that space, survivors gain the freedom to know and tell their stories. Even the most private and confidential disclosure of past abuses increases the likelihood of eventual public disclosure. And public disclosure is something that perpetrators are determined to prevent. As in the case of more overtly political crimes, perpetrators will fight tenaciously to ensure that their abuses remain unseen, unacknowledged, and consigned to oblivion.The dialectic of trauma is playing itself out once again. It is worth remembering that this is not the first time in history that those who have listened closely to trauma survivors have been subject to challenge. Nor will it be the last. In the past few years, many clinicians have had to learn to deal with the same tactics of harassment and intimidation that grassroots advocates for women, children and other oppressed groups have long endured. We, the bystanders, have had to look within ourselves to find some small portion of the courage that victims of violence must muster every day.Some attacks have been downright silly; many have been quite ugly. Though frightening, these attacks are an implicit tribute to the power of the healing relationship. They remind us that creating a protected space where survivors can speak their truth is an act of liberation. They remind us that bearing witness, even within the confines of that sanctuary, is an act of solidarity. They remind us also that moral neutrality in the conflict between victim and perpetrator is not an option. Like all other bystanders, therapists are sometimes forced to take sides. Those who stand with the victim will inevitably have to face the perpetrator's unmasked fury. For many of us, there can be no greater honor. p.246 - 247Judith Lewis Herman, M.D. February, 1997
— Judith Lewis Herman, Trauma and Recovery: The Aftermath of Violence - From Domestic Abuse to Political Terror
An accident you're in? It marks you on the outside, maybe. Scars your face or your skin-breaks bones,crushes skulls,leaves the body changed.An accident witnessed? You're different on the inside. Maybe there's no cut someone else can see, bu there're always injuries on the inside.Those take a long time to heal.
— Carol Lynch Williams, Waiting
…is methodical abuse, often using indoctrination, aimed at breaking the will of another human being. In a 1989 report, the Ritual Abuse Task Force of the L.A. County Commission for Women defined ritual abuse as: “Ritual Abuse usually involves repeated abuse over an extended period of time. The physical abuse is severe, sometimes including torture and killing. The sexual abuse is usually painful,humiliating, intended as a means of gaining dominance over the victim.The psychological abuse is devastating and involves the use of ritual indoctrination. It includes mind control techniques which convey to the victim a profound terror of the cult members …most victims are in a state of terror, mind control and dissociation” (Pg. 35-36)
— Chrystine Oksana, Safe Passage to Healing: A Guide for Survivors of Ritual Abuse
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
— Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
Coming to terms with incest is not easy. Learning to be a survivor, not a victim, gives new meaning to life
— Lynette Gould, Heart of Darkness: How I Triumphed Over a Childhood of Abuse
I have found what I need most to heal a broken bond is time together—the very thing I avoid is the thing most desired.
— Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice
We emerge into the light not by denying our pain, but by walking through it.
— Joan Borysenko
Progress and healing involves seeing every person as not so different from ourselves.
— Bryant McGill, Voice of Reason
...in the lower self, love is neediness, “chemistry” or infatuation, possession, strong admiration, or even worship—in short, traditional romantic love. Many people who grew up in troubled homes and who experienced a stifling of their Child Within become stuck at these lower levels or ways of experiencing love.
— Charles L. Whitfield, Healing the Child Within: Discovery and Recovery for Adult Children of Dysfunctional Families
Better would be good. Because if she felt a little less like she’d been run over by a truck, she could jump on Dr. Hottie.
— Larissa Ione, Pleasure Unbound
In a nutshell, the process they [abusers in a ritual abuse group] use on survivors is designed to:break the will and personality of the person until they become as nothing... with no will of their own...no identity...then they... rebuild the person & shape their will in order to...try and  make the person one of them...thus gaining powerIf abusers hold all the power, becoming one of them can, for some, be the only means of survival. However, this doesn't always work, instead survivors often find ways of regaining their own power and fighting back.
— Laurie Matthew, Who Dares Wins
Some abusers organise themselves in groups to abuse children and other adults in a more formally ritualised way. Men and women in these groups can be abusers with both sexes involved in all aspects of the abuse. Children are often forced to abuse other children. Pornography and prostitution are sometimes part of the abuse as is the use of drugs, hypnotism and mind control. Some groups use complex rituals to terrify, silence and convince victims of the tremendous power of the abusers. the purpose is to gain and maintain power over the child in order to exploit. Some groups are so highly organised that they also have links internationally through trade in child-pornography, drugs and arms.Some abusers organise themselves around a religion or faith and the teaching and training of the children within this faith, often takes the form of severe and sustained torture and abuse. Whether or not the adults within this type of group believe that what they are doing is, in some way 'right' is immaterial to the child on the receiving end of the 'teachings' and abuse.
— Laurie Matthew, Who Dares Wins
You were too lazy to learn to dance until it was almost too late, and in the same way you were too lazy to learn to love. As for ideal and tragic love, that I don't doubt you can do marvellously- and all honour to you. Now you will learn to love a little in an ordinary human way.
— Hermann Hesse
Those who support such survivors of abuse often find it difficult to hear the reality of those survivors' lives and experience and are often unsupported themselves. Rather than being supported, workers are often ridiculed, castigated or accused of being gullible or of giving the survivor false memories. Many workers work in isolation and a climate of hostility and are unable to talk about the work they do.Yes, despite all the odds, survivors of ritual abuse are beginning to speak out about their experiences, and some people, mainly in voluntary organisations, are beginning to listen to them and support them.[Published 2001]
— Laurie Matthew, Who Dares Wins
The government researchers,aware of the information in the professional journals, decided to reverse the process (of healing from hysteric dissociation). They decided to use selective trauma on healthy children to create personalities capable of committing acts desired for national security and defense.” p. 53 – 54
— Cheryl Hersha
In some counties, there is an actual named crime of ritual abuse and there too, there have been convictions.
— Laurie Matthew, Who Dares Wins
Um. I’m really good at first aid. Like, the best.” He was the god of healing, after all. He’d better be good at fucking first aid!
— Rosanna Leo, Sunburn
Axsem would say nothing more to any of them. No sooner had Fallon released him than he fled deep into the trees, staff in hand, with Hailos following after. Through the morning air, they heard the wail of his mourning. The scarred heart of the general was torn wide open by having to recall even one abbreviated story from his past. He needed time to coddle his mangled heart and push away the torturous memories.
— S.R. Ford, The Kingdom and the Crown
What are the inner man and woman? Our being consists of two energies: the male and female aspect. Irrespective of if we are a man or a woman, we have both a male and female side.Life develops through opposite poles and tendencies for example yes and no, joy and sorrow, light and darkness, positive and negative, day and night and life and death.Just as electricity needs both a negative and positive pole for a spark to arise, the human consciousness has also two poles. These two poles are the male and female side. The right side of the body represents the male side and the left side of the body represents the female side. We all have both a male and female side, which is represented by the right and left side of the body.
— Swami Dhyan Giten, The Silent Whisperings of the Heart - An Introduction to Giten's Approach to Life
After we deal and heal...NOT A A SHRED OF EVIDENCE EXISTS THAT LIFE IS SERIOUS.....Jan Marshall
— Jan   Marshall
The worst kind of brokenness is the kind that you don’t know you have.
— Amy Neftzger, The Orphanage of Miracles
Our prayer is not simply, ‘Dear God, please send me a better job,’ but, ‘Dear God, enable me to see this situation differently, that this area of apparent lack might be healed inside my mind.
— Marianne Williamson, Everyday Grace: Having Hope, Finding Forgiveness And Making Miracles
...with you, I find peace from pain - You are gentle and healing like the landscape—like rain...
— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
We're not gods, Julia. We're helpers. That's all. People have called us terrible things in the past. But that was only because they didn't understand us. That understanding is for the future, a time not long from now. You may live to see it. Then perhaps you can work openly, but for now, keep your gifts to yourself. Never flaunt your abilities. Never think you hold the power of life and death. Only God has that power. When it's a person's time, nothing can save them.
— Christopher Pike, Witch
There's no hurt so great that love can't heal it.
— Richard Paul Evans, The Gift
Love will be our medicine.
— Marianne Williamson, Enchanted Love: The Mystical Power Of Intimate Relationships
May your heart open.May joy emerge.May love flow through you.May you heal and help others.
— Charlene Costanzo, The Twelve Gifts for Healing
You had to break, to be unbroken. In the brokenness, I had found, that which was unbroken. That which was perfect, and beautiful, and complete.
— T. Scott McLeod, The Light in the Darkness
May hope rise within you. May peace wash over you.
— Charlene Costanzo, The Twelve Gifts for Healing
The Bible attitude is not that God sends sickness or that sickness is of the devil, but that sickness is a fact usable by both God and the devil.
— Oswald Chambers, Philosophy of Sin
Satan takes occasion of the frailty of the bodily temple and says, 'Now you know you cannot do that; you are so infirm, you cannot concentrate your mind,' etc. Never allow bodily infirmities to hinder you obeying the commands of Jesus.
— Oswald Chambers, If Thou Wilt Be Perfect
...thinking about laughing with 2 yr old Findlay today - Dostoyevsky was right, “The soul is healed by being with children.” ...
— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
We become side-tracked if we make physical health our aim and imagine that because we are children of God we shall always be perfectly well.
— Oswald Chambers, The Highest Good/The Shadow of an Agony
Our task shouldn't be punishing the villains in our lives, but enlarging the God who heals us from all wounds.
— Mary E. DeMuth, Everything: What You Give and What You Gain to Become Like Jesus
May you hear the voice of wisdom.Listening, may you act with trust.
— Charlene Costanzo, The Twelve Gifts for Healing
May you allow fear to soften and melt away. May you release all regrets and resentments.
— Charlene Costanzo, The Twelve Gifts for Healing
He treats the person as if they were fully whole.We become what others expect us to be. Dad expected me to get better and even assumed I would have something helpful to say. Funny how we rise and fall to the assumptions of others.
— Nathan Foster, Wisdom Chaser: Finding My Father at 14,000 Feet
Sometimes it is one step at a time, and things don’t always work out the way we would like them to, but as you allow God to direct you He will bring you to a place of peace.
— Anna     Stevens
If we keep our heads down, either out of defeat or loss or shame or tiredness... whatever the reason, we are going to miss the beautiful sun (and Son) that is right there in front of us, shining its warmth on our faces and our souls!
— Mary Beth Chapman, Choosing to SEE
When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.
— Rabindranath Tagore
This is what you should know about losing someone you love. They do not travel alone. You go with them.
— Augusten Burroughs, This Is How: Proven Aid in Overcoming Shyness, Molestation, Fatness, Spinsterhood, Grief, Disease, Lushery, Decrepitude & More. For Young and Old Alike.
She hoped that Tin Win would learn what she had learned over the years: that there are wounds time does not heal, though it can reduce them to a manageable size.
— Jan-Philipp Sendker, The Art of Hearing Heartbeats
I am both numb and oversensitive, overwhelmed by the need, the raw and desperate need of the girls I am listening to and trying to help. I'm overdosing on the trauma of others, while still barely healing from my own.I cry for hour at home and have fitful nights of little sleep. My nightmares resurface as my own pain is repeated to me, magnified a thousand times. It feels insurmountable. How can you save everyone? How can you rescue them? How do you get over your pain? How do you ever feel normal?
— Rachel Lloyd, Girls Like Us: Fighting for a World Where Girls are Not for Sale, an Activist Finds Her Calling and Heals Herself
The reward for attention is always healing.
— Julia Cameron, The Artist's Way
No one ever loved you like him. And no one ever took it away so completely. But it's here. Look around.
— Emma Forrest, Your Voice in My Head
We must be so heavenly minded that we are compelled to be of earthly good!
— Marilynn Dawson, Becoming the Bride of Christ:  A Personal Journey Volume One
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and filled myself up with the breeze from the valley. Then I let it out slow so it could get back to its travels, with a little bit of me added to it.
— Katherine Hannigan, Ida B. . . and Her Plans to Maximize Fun, Avoid Disaster, and (Possibly) Save the World
When our heart is closed, it can create a lonely and isolated feeling together with the attitude: "Nobody loves me" or "Nobody cares about me", which can make it hard for other people to love us.
— Swami Dhyan Giten, The Silent Whisperings of the Heart - An Introduction to Giten's Approach to Life
Laughter is a very underrated tool for healing.
— Bronnie Ware, The Top Five Regrets of the Dying: A Life Transformed by the Dearly Departing
A flock of sheep near the airport or a high voltage generator beside the orchard: these combinations open up my life like a wound, but they also heal it. That's why my feelings always come in twos.
— Yehuda Amichai
Those who are wounded wound others. Moses was wounded profoundly when he lost his birth family, his heritage, and his history. In the years to come, he would come to know Jehovah-rophe, the Healer of life’s sicknesses and sorrows. Exodus 15: 26b says, “…for I am the Lord, who heals you.” (from Under His Wings: Healing Truth for Adoptees of All Ages)
— Beth Willis Miller, Under His Wings...healing truth for adoptees of all ages
Love is the strongest force there is. There is no stronger healing power than love. Love is pure magic. Love transforms people without really does anything. The mere presence of love transforms people. There is nothing more holy than love since love makes people whole.
— Swami Dhyan Giten, The Silent Whisperings of the Heart - An Introduction to Giten's Approach to Life
Moses needed to learn that God was Jehovah-tsidkenu—the One who is righteous and the source of true acceptance. The staff was symbolic of Moses’ life. God was asking him to let go of it—to give complete control to him. When Moses picked it up, it was no longer his life but the very life of God…Just like Moses, until we yield control of our lives to Jesus Christ, it is impossible to see ourselves through God’s eyes. Try as we may, we will never see our worth through accomplishments or the opinions of others. (from Under His Wings: Healing Truth for Adoptees of All Ages)
— Beth Willis Miller, Under His Wings...healing truth for adoptees of all ages
Often it isn’t the initiating trauma that creates seemingly insurmountable pain, but the lack of support after.
— S. Kelley Harrell, Gift of the Dreamtime - Reader's Companion
Gratitude is medicine for a heart devastated by tragedy.  If you can only be thankful for the blue sky, then do so.
— Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway
We don't heal in isolation, but in community.
— S. Kelley Harrell, Gift of the Dreamtime - Reader's Companion
I've never been able to grow an organ back," Lana said. "Last time I tried... Let's just hope you don't end up with whip eyes.
— Michael  Grant, Fear
I am not a mechanism, an assembly of various sections.and it is not because the mechanism is working wrongly, that I am ill.I am ill because of wounds to the soul, to the deep emotional self,and the wounds to the soul take a long, long time, only time can helpand patience, and a certain difficult repentancelong difficult repentance, realization of life’s mistake, and the freeing oneselffrom the endless repetition of the mistakewhich mankind at large has chosen to sanctify.
— D.H. Lawrence
It's a long life, sweetheart, and time heals all wounds.
— Cheryl Strayed, Torch
Searching for a mind long lost I found it shaping colors and history near the cliffs of your heart.
— Aberjhani, Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black
If there is one thing I'd learned about hospitals, it's that they aren't interested in healing you. They are interested in stabilizing you, and then everyone is supposed to move on. They go to stabilize some more people, and you go off to do whatever you do. Healing, if it happens at all, is done on your own, long after the hospital has submitted your final insurance paperwork.
— Eric Nuzum, Giving Up the Ghost: A Story About Friendship, 80s Rock, a Lost Scrap of Paper, and What It Means to Be Haunted
He understood it then. The potential, the utter, unbelievable freedom to be whoever existed underneath his skin.
— Aleksandr Voinov, Incursion
White is associated with purity because the entire spectrum is functioning in unity. White is a healing color. White is appropriate for weddings because the unity of male and female symbolizes the unity of allness.
— Tae Yun Kim, The First Element: Secrets to Maximizing Your Energy
Healing can be a long and winding road or a straightforward march to the finish line.
— Alice McCall
The smile which you wear today has healing in it, so smile BIG!
— Anita R. Sneed-Carter
Alternative healing does not always offer a quick fix of a symptom, but it does offer a permanent healing that resonates beyond physical well-being. It creates a total uplift in attitude, enhanced spiritual awareness, and so much more that will change the way you appreciate life everyday. Embracing alternative healing by focusing on the cause and trusting the process as it unfolds will be a journey that can be trying or difficult at times, but it will always be extremely rewarding.
— Alice McCall
Images have enormous power, and images freed from deep within ourselves can change us profoundly.
— Alice McCall, Wellness Wisdom - Inspired by One Woman's Journey with Breast Cancer
There’s only one way to find peace with a painful past and that is through a personal relationship with God through faith in Jesus Christ. He alone, through His Spirit, can place a healing balm on our deep wounds. The Bible says: “You can’t heal a wound by saying it’s not there!” (Jeremiah 6:14 TLB)We (Beth and Sherrie) have found that in the places that hurt the most, God brings a promise from the Bible to our memory at just the right time. We have experienced comfort and growth through our growing relationship with Jesus and how we long for the same growth for you!
— Beth Willis Miller, Under His Wings...healing truth for adoptees of all ages
I agree. To me, it [galloping on horseback] is the essence of freedom—the power of the beast beneath you, the wind in your face, the thundering of the hooves. It is a great elixir for the soul.”“And does your soul need healing, Benjamin?” she asked quietly, gently running her fingertips across his bicep and down his forearm.He turned away from the view of the pond and looked at her with clear, blue eyes, his expression serious. He captured her fingers in the palm of his hand. “My healing started the day I met you. You are my elixir.”“Then perhaps you need another dose,” she whispered, her face upturned as she leaned closer to him.
— Suzannah Daniels
Leaving the age of materialism and duality behind us, we now seek to become Masters of the Spiritual Kingdom ~ moving into the penthouse of ourselves, the crown chakra, as it were. Herein lays all our joy, our progress and our discovery of our superior and limitless Divine powers. By loosening identification with the sense world, we begin to access the greater causal gifts and realms.I believe we must always learn to use our power of choice ~ to develop Spiritual authority, and come out of victim consciousness. It is important to encourage the setting of strong goals (focusing around fulfillment of pure heart’s desires). When the will is highly focused, the reader become receptive to the Higher Way and technologies of God I wish to impart.
— Linda De Coff, Bridge of the Gods: A Handbook for Ascending Humanity the Golden Pathway to Your Highest God Self!
The thing is, I'm not the only one this consciousness stuff is happening to.
— Sara Wiseman, Writing the Divine: How to Use Channeling for Soul Growth & Healing
Coral, my love, you are too pure, too innocent, too alive for me,” he said slowly, almost carefully. “My world is like a drawing in black and white on a gray canvas, without a single note of color to bring it to life. And now, on this pale and melancholic picture, a red flower has fallen, a warm and scented flower.” He sighed. “It’s a wonderful contrast, but too vivid…
— Hannah Fielding, Burning Embers
We could all spend a lifetime unraveling the knots of our childhood, but at some point you realize the knots are no longer yours. They belong to your parents, and their parents before them. The legacy is long and complicated, the damage passed on through generations, until one day someone finally stops and says: This story does not belong to me. ~"This I Know
— Sussanah Conway
And Beauvoir knew then the man was a saint. He's been touched by any number of medical men and women. All healers, all well intentioned, some kind, some rough. All made it clear they wanted him to live, but none had made him feel that his life was precious, was worth saving, was worth something.
— Louise Penny, Bury Your Dead
We want all the benefits of the resurrection without acknowledging our dependence on God as mortal creatures.
— Matthew Lee Anderson, Earthen Vessels: Why Our Bodies Matter To Our Faith
Our healing is in His hands".~R. Alan Woods [2012]
— R. Alan Woods, The Journey Is The Destination: A Photo Journal
Tell us please, what treatment in an emergency is administered by ear?"....I met his gaze and I did not blink. "Words of comfort," I said to my father.
— Abraham Verghese, Cutting for Stone
What hell condemned, let heaven now heal.
— Aberjhani, Collected Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black
He forced my soul back into innocent belief, not by empty words or false promises but by consistent action that never failed. He was safe.
— Rachel Higginson, Fearless Magic
My father, for whose skills as a surgeon I have the deepest respect, says, "The operation with the best outcome is the one you decide not to do." Knowing when not to operate, knowing when I am in over my head, knowing when to call for the assistance of a surgeon of my father's caliber--that kind of talent, that kind of "brilliance," goes unheralded.
— Abraham Verghese, Cutting for Stone
Listening to one's self as well as to others is a sacred act of healing. There is a higher octave of listening that hears the wisdom within the words.
— Cheryl Hamada
The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle. Like, I will probably never be struck by lightening, or win a Nobel Prize, or become the dictator of a small nation in the Pacific Islands, or contract terminal ear cancer, or spontaneously combust. But if you consider all the unlikely things together, at least one of them will probably happen to each of us. I could have seen it rain frogs. I could have stepped foot on Mars. I could have been eaten by a whale. I could have married the Queen of England or survived months at sea. But my miracle was different. My miracle was this: out of all the houses in all the subdivisions in all of Florida, I ended up living next door to Margo Roth Spiegelman.
— John Green, Paper Towns
She turned back to Jace. "Do you have to be so-," she began, but stopped when she saw his face. It looked stripped down, oddly vulnerable."Unpleasant?" he finishes for her. "Only at days when my adoptive mother tosses me out of the house with instructions never to darken her door again. Usually I'm remarkably good-natured. Try me on any day that doesn't end in y.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
I should have guessed you were Jace's sister," he said. "You both have the same artistic talent."Clary paused, her foot on the lowest stair. She was taken aback. "Jace can draw?"Nah." When Alec smiled, his eyes lit like blue lamps and Clary could see what Magnus had found so captivating about him. "I was just kidding. He can't draw a straight line.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
Gansey had once told Adam that he was afraid most people didn't know how to handle Ronan. What he meant by this was that he was worried that one day someone would fall on Ronan and cut themselves.
— Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys
She decided that if Lucas was gay then she was going to have to get a sex change operation. He would be so worth it.
— Josephine Angelini, Starcrossed
(D)reams are like that: they go in and out of memories and scenes, but they're never real. They're never real, and I hate them because they aren't.
— Beth Revis, Across the Universe
The surface of the pond was green with fallen leaves. "How could you have been happy there? I know what you thought, but Valentine was a terrible father. He killed your pets, lied to you, and I know he hit you- don't even try to pretend he didn't."A flicker of a smile ghosted across Jace's face. "Only on alternate Thursdays.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
Hugo attacked me." Clary tried not to wince as the astringent liquid stung her wounds.Hugo?" Luke blinked.Hodge's bird. I think it was his bird, anyway. Maybe it was Valentine's."Hugin," Luke said softly. "Hugin and Munin were Valentine's pet birds. Their names mean 'Thought' and 'Memory.'"Well they should mean 'Attack' and 'Kill,'" said Clary. "Hugo almost tore my eyes out.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
You know children, always playing with the forces of darkness.
— Kelley Armstrong, The Reckoning
It’s not about the destination. It’s getting there that’s the good part.- Leonard
— Morgan Matson, Amy & Roger's Epic Detour
I just want to know—are you rooting for me? Are you hoping I pull this off?"Cath's eyes settled on his, tentatively, like they'd fly away if he moved.She nodded her head.The right side of his mouth pulled up."I'm rooting for you," she whispered. She wasn't even sure he could hear her from the bed.Levi's smile broke free and devoured his whole face.
— Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl
He was trying to tell me something."Derek snorted. "Aren’t they all? Must be a rule in the ghost handbook—if in danger of evaporating, make sure you’re in the middle of a dire pronouncement.
— Kelley Armstrong, The Reckoning
It's not about surviving. It should be about love. When you know love...that's what makes this life worth it. When you live with it everyday. Wake up with it, hold on to it during the thunder and after a nightmare. When love is your refuge from the death that surrounds us all and when it fills you so tight that you can't express it.
— Carrie Ryan
If I shot an arrow and thought about an ass, would it surprise you that I hit Erik?' Stark asked me in a pleasant, nonchalant voice.
— P.C. Cast, Tempted
She'd survived the outside. She'd survived the Aether and cannibals and wolves. She knew how to love now, and how to let go. Whatever came next, she would survive it, too
— Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky
I know what I can do to a girl with a word, a look, a touch. And I want to do them all to her.
— Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer
I miss the Stella girls telling me what I am. That I'm sweet and placid and accommodating and loyal and nonthreatening and good to have around. And Mia. I want her to say, "Frankie, you're silly, you're lazy, you're talented, you're passionate, you're restrained, you're blossoming, you're contrary."I want to be an adjective again. But I'm a noun. A nothing. A nobody. A no one.
— Melina Marchetta, Saving Francesca
I decided to deflect her attitude by giving a long, Southern answer. I come from people who know how to draw things out. Annoy a Southerner, and we will drain away the moments of your life with our slow, detailed replies until you are nothing but a husk of your former self and that much closer to death.
— Maureen Johnson, The Name of the Star
I'm a Red girl in a sea of Silvers and I can't afford to feel sorry for anyone, least of all the son of a snake.
— Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen
For mad I may be, but I will never be convenient.
— Jennifer Donnelly, Revolution
...Night has chosen thee
—  thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee
The funny thing about mundies," Jace said, to nobody in particular, "is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means."I know what it means," Clary snapped.No, you don't, you just think you do. Magic is a dark elemental force, not just a lot of sparkly wands and crystal balls and talking goldfish."I never said it was a lot of talking goldfish, you-"Jace waved a hand, cutting her off. "Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie.
— Cassandra Clare
Zo, I'm not a damn pussy!'Erik, looking very tall and full-grown, kick-your-butt vampyre-like, snorted sarcastically and then said, 'No, you're a damn human. Wait, that does make you a pussy!
— P.C. Cast
Eastlake High makes Buffy's hellmouth look like a crack in the sidewalk.
— Rachel Vincent, If I Die
Sometimes, Gansey forgot how much he liked school and how good he was at it. But he couldn't forget it on mornings like this one—fall fog rising out of the fields and lifting in front of the mountains, the Pig running cool and loud, Ronan climbing out of the passenger seat and knocking knuckles on the roof with teeth flashing, dewy grass misting the black toes of his shoes, bag slung over his blazer, narrow-eyed Adam bumping fists as they met on the sidewalk, boys around them laughing and calling to one another, making space for the three of them because this had been a thing for so long: Gansey-Lynch-Parrish.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue
Live your life, take chances, be crazy. Dont wait 'cause right now is the oldest you've ever been & the youngest you'll be ever again
— Suzanne Collins
Mortals cannot perceive me with the physical eye whilst in my pure form unless it is of my choosing, for it would result in fatality, which begs the question of why you are an exception.
— Al   Stone, Talisman Of El
Tonight the sky was utterly black. Perhaps there was no moon tonight—a lunar eclipse, a new moon. A new moon. I shivered, though I wasn't cold.
— Stephenie Meyer, New Moon
...what good would it do toshutter your windows, neverdream of rainbows or find hopein promises? Why choose to walk awayrather than hold your groundand fight for love?
— Ellen Hopkins, Perfect
I kissed Ryan, and it charged him up like a freaking Duracell.
— Kelly Oram, Being Jamie Baker
Grace is my favourite church word. A state of being. Something you can pray for. Something God can grant. Something you can obtain. Perfection is out of reach. But grace -- grace you can reach for.
— Elizabeth Scott, Living Dead Girl
I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You
— Ally Carter, I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You
Tod's pale brows arched halfway up his forehead, and he looked suddenly, achingly wistful. "She knows not what she says..."Maybe not. But I was starting to get a pretty good idea...
— Rachel Vincent, If I Die
... I wanted Ambiades to understand that I considered myself a hierarchy of one.
— Megan Whalen Turner, The Thief
I wants us to be real. I want to be just you and me. - Ryan
— Elizabeth Scott, The Unwritten Rule
Alex and Carlos—the tag team from hell. They’re the last people I need shit from right now. If they decide to trail me, too, I’ll have an entire entourage.“I’m fine.”“Then sit up and talk to us.”“Okay, in that case I’m not fine. Go away.” I moan. “Unless you want me to puke all over you.
— Simone Elkeles, Chain Reaction
At 17, the smallest crises took on tremendous proportions; someone else's thoughts could take root in the loam of your own mind; having someone accept you was as vital as oxygen. Adults, light years away from this, rolled their eyes and smirked and said, 'This too shall pass' - as if adolescence was a disease like chicken pox, something everyone recalled as a milk nuisance, completely forgetting how painful it had been at the time.
— Jodi Picoult
If you just go with the flow, no matter what weird things happen along the way, you always end up exactly where you belong.
— Tom Upton, Just Plain Weird
Fantasizing about an Italian hottie was far better than my normal dreams.
— Lisa Tawn Bergren, Waterfall
Let me just unsubscribe to my own mind already, because I don't get any of it.
— Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere
I haven't finished revisiting Sleeping Beauty. As a faerie tale, that one is rife with inherent difficulties. After all, the world doesn't stop just because one person is asleep.
— Anna Sheehan, A Long, Long Sleep
You learned right away that applause sounds like love.
— Ava Dellaira, Love Letters to the Dead
Could a scar be like the rings of a tree, reopened with each emotional season?
— Magenta Periwinkle, Cutting Class
As the sun shines low and red across the water, I wade into the ocean. The water is still high and brown and murky with the memory of the storm, so if there’s something below it, I won’t know it. But that’s part of this, the not knowing. The surrender to the possibilities beneath the surface. It wasn’t the ocean that killed my father, in the end. The water is so cold that my feet go numb almost at once. I stretch my arms out to either side of me and close my eyes. I listen to the sound of water hitting water. The raucous cries of the terns and the guillemots in the rocks of the shore, the piercing, hoarse questions of the gulls above me. I smell seaweed and fish and the dusky scent of the nesting birds onshore. Salt coats my lips, crusts my eyelashes. I feel the cold press against my body. The sand shifts and sucks out from under my feet in the tide. I’m perfectly still. The sun is red behind my eyelids. The ocean will not shift me and the cold will not take me.
— Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races
Am I more afraidOf taking a chance andlearning I'm somebodyI don't know, or of risking new territory,only to find I'm the sameold me? There is comfortin the tried and true.Breaking groundmight uncover a sinkhole,one impossible to climb outof. And setting sail inuncharted watersmight mean capsizing intoa sea monster's jaws.Easier to turn my back onthese thingsthan to try tjem and fail.And yet, a whisper insistsI need to know if they are oraren't integral to me.Status quo is a swamp.And stagnation is slow death.
— Ellen Hopkins, Perfect
My eyes moved over his face. His chiseled jaw and high cheekbones twisted in agony. Even writhing he was beautiful, muscles clenching and unclenching, revealing his strenght, his body's fight against its impending collapse, rendering his torture sublime. Desire to help him consumed me.I can't watch him die.
— Andrea Cremer, Nightshade
We'd better get. But y'all have a nice night,' I say. Apparently, fear turns me Texan. A startling personality insight that I'll jot down later if I'm not dead in a ditch.
— A.M. Robinson, Vampire Crush
I figured it is always better to be unpopular by your own choice.
— Tom Upton, Vanished
It was like staring into the face of a familiar stranger. You know, that person you see in a crowd and swear you know, but you really don't? Now she was me - the familiar stranger. She had my eyes. They were the same hazel color that could never decide whether it wanted to be green or brown, but my eyes had never been that big and round. Or had they? She had my hair - long and straight and almost as dark as my grandma’s had been before hers had begun to turn silver. The stranger had my high cheekbones, long, strong nose, and wide mouth - more features from my grandma and her Cherokee ancestors. But my face had never been that pale. I’d always been olive-ish, much darker skinned than anyone else in my family. But maybe it wasn’t that my skin was suddenly so white ... maybe it just looked pale in comparison to the dark blue outline of the crescent moon that was perfectly positioned in the middle of my forehead. Or maybe it was the horrid fluorescent lighting. I hoped it was the lighting. I stared at the exotic-looking tattoo. Mixed with my strong Cherokee features it seemed to brand me with a mark of wildness ... as if I belonged to ancient times when the world was bigger ... more barbaric. From this day on my life would never be the same. And for a moment — just an instant—I forgot about the horror of not belonging and felt a shocking burst of pleasure, while deep inside of me the blood of my grandmother’s people rejoiced.
— P.C. Cast
As I pulled aside the linen curtain to the back room, I heard the front door open again. If it was Christina returning to make a second effort at my leggings, I was going to be forced to get loud, and I didn't like getting loud.But it wasn't Christina I heard at the front of the store.Instead, a very familiar voice said, "No, no, I'm looking for something very particular. Oh, wait, I just saw it."I turned around.Cole St. Clair smiled lazily at me.I gave so many damns at once that it actually hurt.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Sinner
In his arms, I slowly unfolded like a love note read in secret.
— Jill S. Alexander, Paradise
I'm sorry," he says. "I don't usually like people. So when I do, part of me is really amused and the other part refuses to believe it's happening.
— David Levithan, Two Boys Kissing
We're close. I can smell their faint scent," Blake whispered.Kieran snorted. "That makes one of us. All I smell is dog shit.
— Jayde Scott, A Job From Hell
All I really want to do today is go to the book store, drink coffee and read.
— Ann Marie Frohoff
And it's always better, isn't it, when you discover answers on your own?
— Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky
No friend had I made there, but I wasn't with this group to make friends, and besides, he sneered too much. I've found that people who sneer are almost always sneering at me.
— Megan Whalen Turner, The Thief
You act like you're invincible, but I know deep down you want someone to hold your hand and buy you flowers and look you in the eye and tell you you're his soul mate. You want someone who will love every piece of you, even the pieces you can't love yourself.
— Amy Reed, Crazy
You can only chase a butterfly for so long.
— Jane Yolen, Prince Across the Water
I know who I want to be with, and it isn't her.- Ryan
— Elizabeth Scott, The Unwritten Rule
I bet you Cinderella didn't get along with Prince Charming's friends. Oh sure, the knights and barons probably put up with her on account that she was pretty and had such dainty feet and all, but you should know every duchess and contess in the kingdom hated her guts.
— Janette Rallison, How to Take the Ex Out of Ex-Boyfriend
What if I can't ever be who you want me to be? What if I keep letting you down?
— Amy Reed, Crazy
The most important thing you can ever know, is that whatever your purpose is, that's not your only choice.
— Dan Wells, Partials
Stacey muttered, "But I hate this school, and this city, and the sooner I leave, the better. I want to start over in a new place. I haven't . . ." her voice trailed off and she looked away from Jason, hoping instead to find her words among the falling raindrops. "Do you ever feel like you aren't the person you're supposed to be? That you could be a different person - and have a better life - if things had been just a little different?
— J.M. Reep, The Spring
As our kissing progresses, I don’t care that our tryst seems raunchy and wrong. I don’t care that I’m at school, in the boy’s bathroom. I don’t care that to most people this would seem cheap, dirty, and despicable. The only thing I can think about while he kisses me deeper, harder, faster, is that Henry Garner is the plague and the only thing I want him to do is infect me.
— Lauren Hammond, He Loves Me...He Loves You Not...
You know, my main goal in life is trying not to end up in a straightjacket.
— Tom Upton, Vanished
Nick spoke for the first time. "Can I go to the nurse's office too?" Ms. Popplewell looked at him It obviously took her only one look to decide. "No.""I'm traumatized too," Nick claimed, his voice completely flat."He's a delicate flower," Alan said under his breath.
— Sarah Rees Brennan, The Demon's Surrender
I don't lie to you," Alan said. "I lie WITH you."Sin stopped looking up at him from under her eyelashes and burst out laughing.Alan went red. "So I've just realized how that come out. Uh.
— Sarah Rees Brennan, The Demon's Surrender
...I do have to wonder what sort of childhood the Grimm brothers endured. They are not a merry bunch of storytellers, what with their children roasted by witches, maidens poisoned by old crones, and whatnot.
— Libba Bray, Rebel Angels
For him, I had done this-for him I'd gladly wrecked myself and my immortal soul. And now I had an eternity to live with it.
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury
Alan: Conning people out of their savings. Forgery. Blackmail. Selling real estate on Mars. We could have it all. You with me, Bambi?"Sin: "Clive, I was with you from 'I'm a social worker.
— Sarah Rees Brennan, The Demon's Surrender
You should only fall in love with people who will fall in love with you back.
— Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall
We have to be bigger than the things we suffer.
— Shelly Crane, Undeniably Chosen
Of course the fall semester didn’t start for another eight weeks or so. There was always a chance we were both being overly optimistic in thinking I’d be alive when it rolled around.
— Jenna Black, Shadowspell
But you never said anything! Not one frigging word, Lara Jean!”Automatically I say, “Don’t say ‘frig.’ ”“Not one frigging word,” Kitty repeats with a shake of her head.Peter cracks up, and I give him a dirty look. “It all happened really fast,” he offers. “There was barely time to tell anybody—”“Was I talking to you?” Kitty snaps. “No, I don’t think so. I was talking to my sister.”Peter’s eyes widen, and I can see him trying to keep a straight face.
— Jenny Han, To All the Boys I've Loved Before
If you're spending your entire early 20s chasing the next party,what are you running away from?
— Demi Lovato
If people don't wish to be eaten then they shouldn't taste so nice
— Amy Mah, Fangs Rule: A Girls Guide to Being a Vampire
But I knew he wouldn't kiss me. Not tonight. Not like this. There was too much between us now, all the words and near misses. All the potential, the alternate futures that would stretch out before us in an unending spiral, all built on what happened in this moment. I held his fiery gaze and remembered the five-oh, the half-and-half, the promises I'd whispered to myself in the dawn light.I might lose all my memories one day, but that wouldn't keep me from making them.
— Sarah Ockler, The Book of Broken Hearts
I want to kiss you," I say, "but I seem to be holding this cat."Skunk lifts his hand and touches it to the side of my face. His fingers are warm from carrying the hot skillet to the table. He regards me very seriously, and for a moment I wonder if he's about to tell me we should Focus on Bicycle Repair. Instead he just looks at me for a very long time."You're beautiful," says Skunk, "and completely batshit.
— Hilary T. Smith, Wild Awake
My father laughed. "The magic of Summer," he said, "is unlike anything else. Imagine life, fertility, laughter, joy, ripening fruits and the smell of fresh bread baking in the morning. That is Summer magic."Forever Frost (Frost Series 2)
— Kailin Gow, Bitter Frost
"Well-- I don’t know-- the cops might not respond too well to you looking through their windows with a telescope."
— Tom Upton, Just Plain Weird
You know when you’re on a course that you know is the right one. You can’t explain it, you can’t define it, you don’t know how you got there or what all the obstacles will be, you just know the end result will be amazing and it will be worth it. That was the road I was on. Full speed ahead, no blinkers or turn signals, just cruise control.
— Shelly Crane, Altered
I realized that the whole time I was holding this beautiful stranger in my arms, feeding on her, it felt like I was betraying Sofia.
— Bella Forrest, A Shade of Vampire
I don’t believe it! You’re still interested in the girl, despite the fact that she might be some kind of alien. Does this sickness of yours have any bounds?
— Tom Upton, Just Plain Weird
I'd rather feel something for real than pretend it's not what it is. Which Zen guy said "If you want to drown, do not torture yourself with shallow water"?
— A.S. King, Please Ignore Vera Dietz
Perfect should never be a goal. Perfect just happens if you let it.
— Wendy Wunder, The Museum of Intangible Things
Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside. Maybe someone who've been born whole and good would have put down the ash dagger and embraced death rather than what lay before me.
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury
All I did was offer to kill your dog, and the next thing I know I’m being judged.
— Tom Upton, Hellhounds
He was beyond gorgeous. But Eastlake High was full of pretty people who acted like total freaks. I blame the local water supply. Which was why I drank bottled water.
— Rachel Vincent, Never to Sleep
This just didn’t happen to girls like me. This just didn’t happen to anyone.
— Jenna-Lynne Duncan, Hurricane