Hi, I am maria, and i consider myself a bubble-mate of Daphne if i may call me that. I am making intrusion to her blog to share with you some of my favorite from young adult books.
Thanks for being here for my friend Daphne and now for me
Maria<3
Books can sometimes be our friends or mentors while guiding us in life. Personally I have some specific parts of my favorite books that make my day.
The perks of being a Wallflower
We accept the love we think we deserve.
All the bright places
- Before attempting to take own life remember to take a leak.
- You are all the colours in one at full brightness.
- Maybe in time.There's always time.
- For what is worth you showed me something Ultraviolet, There is such a thing as a perfect day.
- Actually I am alone, which is part of the problem; we are all alone, trapped in these bodies and our own minds, and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial.
- Sometimes there is beauty in tough words its all in how you read them.
- There are two ways to die. There's jumping of a bridge or slowly poisoning yourself with the flesh of another day.
Eleanor and Park
- I don't believe that 17 year old's get happy endings, they get happy beginnings.
- The whole sky was the colour of her skin
- Park was the sun and that was the only way Eleanor could think to explain it.
- Park's face was like art. But not weird, ugly art either. Park had the sort of face you painted because you didn't want history to forget it.
I'll give you the sun
- Maybe some people are just meant to be in the same story.
- Meeting your soul mate is like walking into a house you've been in before - you will recognize the furniture, the pictures on the wall, the books on the shelves, the contents of drawers: You could find your way around in the dark if you had to.
- “I love you,” I say to him, only it comes out, “Hey.”
- I didn’t know you could get buried in your own silence.
- “When people fall in love, they burst into flames.”
- His soul might be a sun. I’ve never met anyone who had the sun for a soul.”
- what is bad for the heart is good for art. The terrible irony of our lives as artists.
- We wish with our hands, that’s what we do as artists.
- It’s time for second chances. It’s time to remake the world.
- He was the kind of man who walks into a room and all the walls fall down
Thanks for being here for my friend Daphne and now for me
Maria<3
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