“Maybe, there aren’t any such things as good friends or bad friends- maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you’re hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they’re always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe worth dying for, too, if that’s what has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.”
- Stephen King, IT
![“I made a pretty suit of clothes and fell in love with it. And when [he] came riding along, so handsome, so different, I put that suit on him and made him wear it whether it fitted him or not. And I wouldn’t see what he really was. I kept on loving the pretty clothes—and not him at all.”
- Margaret Mitchell, Gone With the Wind](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m50k7kKicy1r7w80qo1_1280.jpg)
“I made a pretty suit of clothes and fell in love with it. And when [he] came riding along, so handsome, so different, I put that suit on him and made him wear it whether it fitted him or not. And I wouldn’t see what he really was. I kept on loving the pretty clothes—and not him at all.”
- Margaret Mitchell, Gone With the Wind
“Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it.”
- Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
“Art also has its morality, and many of the rules of this morality are the same as, or at least analogous to, the rules of ordinary ethics. Remorse, for example, is as undesirable in relation to our bad art as it is in relation to our bad behaviour. The badness should be hunted out, acknowledged and, if possible, avoided in the future. To pore over the literary shortcomings of twenty years ago, to attempt to patch a faulty work into the perfection it missed at its first execution, to spend one’s middle age in trying to mend the artistic sins committed and bequeathed by that different person who was oneself in youth — all this is surely vain and futile.”
- Aldous Huxley, Foreword to Brave New World (1946)
“… she rises up in memory shining, laughing, released: free.”
– Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife
“We can be quiet together, and pretend – since it is only the beginning – that we have all the time in the world.”
– A.S. Byatt, Possession
“At that very moment, time stopped, as it was one to do when present, past and future collide; when one’s existence ceases to be measured in days, hours and minutes, but instead in immeasurable quantity of life events.”
- Pushing Daisies, Kerplunk
“I woke to the smell of toast and eggs drifting through a sun-dappled curtain and I thought how lucky I am to be alive in a world of sun-dappled anything.”
- Pushing Daisies, Pigeon
“We’re allowed to talk for ten minutes
about what has happened during the day,
then we have to go to sleep.
It doesn’t matter what we dream about.”
- Hugo Williams, Writing Home
“Everything we do is a choice: oatmeal or cereal, highway or side street, kiss her or keep her. We make choices and we live with the consequences. If someone gets hurt along the way we ask for forgiveness. It’s the best anyone can do.”
- Pushing Daisies, The Fun in Funeral
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