BOOK STARTERS VOL.32 ( WICKED ) ( GREGORY MAGUIRE )
❛ Nothing is written in the stars. Not these stars, nor any others. No one controls your destiny. ❜
❛ People who claim that they’re evil are usually no worse than the rest of us. ❜
❛ Happy endings are still endings. ❜
❛ We believe in all sorts of things that aren’t true; – we call it history. ❜
❛ Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil? ❜
❛ In the lives of children, pumpkins turn into coaches, mice and rats turn into men. When we grow up, we realise it is far more common for men to turn into rats. ❜
❛ Girls need cold anger. They need the cold simmer, the ceaseless grudge, the talent to avoid forgiveness, the side stepping of compromise. ❜
❛ Love makes hunters of us all. ❜
❛ There is much to hate in this world and way too much to love. ❜
❛ You confuse not speaking with not listening. ❜
❛ As long as people are going to call you a lunatic anyway, why not get the benefit of it? It liberates you from convention. ❜
❛ The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say. ❜
❛ Not everyone is born a witch or a saint. Not everyone is born talented, or crooked, or blessed; some are born definite in no particular at all. ❜
❛ We are a fountain of shimmering contradictions, most of us. ❜
❛ The wickedness of men is that their power breeds stupidity and blindness. ❜
❛ I know you don’t want to hear this but someone has to say it! You are out of control! ❜
❛ Even at the very worst - there is always choice. ❜
❛ Maybe the definition of home is the place where you are never forgiven. So you may always belong there, bound by guilt. And maybe the cost of belonging is worth it. ❜
❛ Cross a man and you struggle, one of you wins, you adjust and go on – or you lie there dead. Cross a woman and the entire universe is changed. ❜
❛ That was such a wonderful time, even in its strangeness and sadness. Life isn’t the same now. It’s wonderful, but it isn’t the same. ❜
❛ I don’t care for approval, and I don’t mind doing without. ❜
❛ It’s where I live. A permanent state of bereavement. This is nothing new. ❜
❛ Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. Always the godfather, never the god. ❜
❛ The world unwraps itself to you, again and again as soon as you are ready to see it anew. ❜
❛ Evil is an act, not an appetite. Everyone has the appetite. If you give in to it, that act is evil. The appetite is normal. ❜
❛ How many haven’t wanted to slash the throat of some boor across the dining room table? ❜
❛ Even God used silence as a strategy. ❜
❛ I learned failure early and mastered it. ❜
❛ It isn’t whether you do it well or ill, it’s that you do it all. ❜
❛ This is why you shouldn’t fall in love, it blinds you. Love is a very wicked distraction. ❜
❛ Wisdom is not the understanding of mystery. Wisdom is accepting that mystery is beyond understanding. That’s what makes it mystery. ❜
❛ Wrong takes an awful long time to be proven, in my experience. ❜
❛ Such brightness, as you know, decays brilliantly. ❜
❛ I take responsibility only for the future, not the past. The past can’t hurt you the way the future can. ❜
❛ Tell me to mind my own business, tell me to go fuck myself, to piss off, go on, say it, but don’t tell me nothing’s wrong. ❜
❛ The truth isn’t a thing of fact or reason. It is simply what everyone agrees on. ❜
❛ One can’t make peace with another by force. ❜
❛ I am a forgettable leaf on a tree. ❜
❛ That’s all I want; — to do no harm. ❜
❛ I only believe in the opposite of luck, whatever that is. ❜
