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“The snake had charmed me”

Heart Of Darkness Page 11

Book:Heart of Darkness

Source: Heart of Darkness

“The past never changes—and from what I can see, neither does the future.”

Page 11 H S Farady

Book:Scythe

Source: Scythe

“Yes, well, in that respect and many others, American high schools do rather resemble prisons.”

John Green Turtles All The Way Down Page 11 Aza Holmes Chapter Two

Book:Turtles All the Way Down

Source: Turtles All the Way Down

“When it came to the human race, there was no more left to learn. Nothing about our own existence to decipher. Which meant that no one person was important than any other. In fact in the ground scheme of things, everyone was equally useless”

Page 11 H S Farady

Author:Neal Shusterman

“No matter what life has taken you through...try to live full and die empty.”

Book:Better, Not Bitter: Living on Purpose in the Pursuit of Racial Justice

Source: Better, Not Bitter: Living on Purpose in the Pursuit of Racial Justice

“Well, I have to see, don’t I? Do you think she’ll like pink roses and sweet peas, Tom?” There was a plaintive helplessness to the last part of the question, as when one grasps at straws.”

Book:Waltz into Darkness

Source: Waltz into Darkness

“Francis’s words felt like those of a true friend, one who innately understood you, who would do whatever was in her power to make sure you succeeded.”

Book:I Need You to Read This

Source: I Need You to Read This

“I'm destined to be his maybe. He's destined to be my almost.”

Book:Never Been Kissed

Source: Never Been Kissed

“Now spring was no more than a memory. In the conference room there was neither time nor place nor season of the year. Poised, windowless, two hundred feet above street level, it might well have been some cavern quarried deep within the bowels of the earth. Here, night and day were one. A sickly, shadowless light was diffused through the room from a series of opaque panels on the wall. The atmosphere, ingeniously held uniform in temperature and humidity by the air conditioning system, was curiously tasteless and soporific, a constant invitation to sleep.”

Page 11 John Rowan Wilson

Book:Means to an End

Source: Means to an End