There are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark…Their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business. Just hearing their names pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways, and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself, words are useless.
—Sweethearts, Sara Zaar
What I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is a dandelion in the spring, the bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction, the promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
—Katniss, in Suzanne Collin’s Mockingjay
She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape.
—The English Patient, Michael Ondaatje
Memory is the only thing that binds you to earlier selves; for the rest, you become an entirely different being every decade or so, sloughing off the old persona, renewing and moving on. You are not who you were, he told her, nor who you will be.
—Charlotte Gray, Sebastian Faulks
You risk tears if you let yourself be tamed.
The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
But there was a time when each of us stood naked before the world, confronting life as a serious problem with which we were intimately and passionately concerned…
Further back, there were times when we wondered with all our souls, what the world was, what love was, what we were ourselves.
—The Once and Future King, T.H. White