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I noticed the plants growing around me. Tall with leaves like arrowheads. Blossoms with three white petals. I knelt down in the water, my fingers digging into the soft mud, and I pulled up handfuls of the roots. Small, bluish tubers that don’t look like much but boiled or baked are as good as any potato. “Katniss,” I said aloud. It’s the plant I was named for. And I heard my father’s voice joking, “As long as you can find yourself, you’ll never starve. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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I don’t know what boldness came over me, but the resolute heaviness of Dash’s demeanor threatened to crush my soul. My pinky finger crept over and nestled against his, for comfort. Like a magnet, his pinky finger latched onto and intertwined with mine. I like magnets a whole lot. ↗

— Rachel Cohn

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Belief can be manipulated. Only knowledge is dangerous. ↗

— Frank Herbert

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Theoretically the planet could suddenly crack in half, leaving me on one side and you on the other side, forever and tragically parted, but I’m not worried about that, either. Some things,” Jace said, ↗

— Cassandra Clare

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Language, that most human invention, can enable what, in principle, should not be possible. It can allow all of us, even the congenitally blind, to see with another person’s eyes. ↗

— Oliver Sacks

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Friends we shall never be, you know that yourself. Whether we shall be the happiest or the wretchedest of people--that's in your hands. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

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They keep track of time. Sometimes things happen and you feel that you need to mark them down. ↗

— Scott O'Connor

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I don’t know. She was a sweet girl. As sweet as they come. I don’t know why I didn’t love her. It’s something you can’t really control. ↗

— Emily Giffin

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Whatever the Clave was discussing, the Council meeting was dragging on brutally late. “But he knows New York. He doesn’t know Alicante— ↗

— Cassandra Clare

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Great love, you believe, carries the seeds of great sorrow. Well, perhaps you are right. Perhaps the wise spurn one to remain safe from the other, but I should rather choose to have my eyes burnt in their sockets than to have been born without. ↗

— Anne Fortier

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