The Quote Mine

An excessive amount of literary quotes

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It's strange, how little love you can survive on until you experience the warmth of people who choose you despite everything.

Trang Thanh Tran, They Bloom at Night

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I liked the taste of grass between my teeth, the bitter maple leaves, the sour sweetness of June's first strawberry in my mouth.

Adam Zagajewski, Sisters of Mercy

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Money never leaves the grasp of the rich easily.

Silvia Moreno-Garcia, Gods of Jade and Shadow

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When night came, an egg-moon slid over the steeple. We stared at the blue yolk yawning in the fire.

Emily Skaja, Girl Saints

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Faces of orchids as spring departed cried noiseless tears: Migrant geese in the reeds of the isles proclaimed that spring had come, In the slime of desolate moors the floods of autumn whitened.

Li Ho, The Liang Terrace

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"Let you alone! That's all very well, but how can I leave myself alone? We need to not be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?"

Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

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Think of a piece of music. Is it not a miracle that each time the notes are played, the music is reborn? No scratches, no fading, no loss of fidelity.

Ryka Aoki, Light from Uncommon Stars

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The world beyond me could touch me, but only in certain specific ways, and I didn't get to choose how the world could touch me. How awful, to not be able to choose the ways you can be touched by the world.

Nour Abi-Nakhoul, Supplication

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at midnight how I love you and how you will never know

Joy Kogawa, From the Lost and Found Department

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Then it came to me, my life. I remembered my life the way an ax handle, mid-swing, remembers the tree. & I was free.

Ocean Vuong, Woodworking at the End of the World

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All grown-ups were children once-- although few of them remember it.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

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It is a special kind of homelessness . . . to be evicted from your dreams.

Karen Russell, Sleep Donation

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Night, you rained Serrated shadows through dank leaves Till, bathed in warm suffusion of your dappled cells Sensations pained me, faceless, silent night thieves.

Wole Soyinka, Idanre and Other Poems

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It is more natural to me, lying down. Then the sky and I are in open conversation, And I shall be useful when I lie down finally: Then the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me.

Sylvia Plath, I Am Vertical

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Beneath the cage of ribs there's a bare scarred heart. My old life is smashed. I want a new way so different I won't have to think about what I was.

Keri Hulme, Te Kaihau/The Windeater

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"The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes."

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles

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there is beauty in believing in an after so hard a balm for the present wounds

Junie Désil, eat salt | gaze at the ocean