The lie had worked so far, but lacey felt its softness, like a floor of rotten boards beneath her feet.

The Passage

So Maybe Shakespeare Has a Few Gems

Pistol: Bardolph, a soldier firm and sound of heart,
And of buxom valor, hath by cruel fate,
And giddy Fortune's furious fickle wheel--
That goodness blind,
That stands upon the rolling restless stone--
Fluellen: By your patience, Aunchient Pistol. Fortune is painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to signify to you that Fortune is blind; and she is painted also with a wheel, to signify to you, which is the moral of it, that she is turning and inconstant, and mutability, and variation; and her foot, look you, is fixed upon a spherical stone, which rolls, and rolls, and rolls. In good truth, the poet makes a most excellent description of it; Fortune is an excellent moral.

Henry V

"I don't mean it's interesting that they float," Teddy said. "it's interesting that I know about them being there."

Teddy looked at him directly for the first time. "Are you a poet?" he asked.
"A poet?" Nicholson said. "Lord, no. Alas, no. Why do you ask?"
"I don't know. Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They're always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotion."

J.D. Salinger
Nine Stories

Trust your heart, buddy.

"The worst thing that being an artist could do to you would be that it would make you slightly unhappy constantly."

J.D.Salinger

Time is on our side.

Some of the greatest commentary on relationships I've ever heard:

"...in the beginning of a relationship there are dragons to be slayed."

Too good not to share. I hope my friend doesn't mind I borrowed her words.

Love is a many splendid thing.

Julia had once told him that the ideal partner was one that you could keep in a cupboard and take out when you felt like it. Jackson thought it unlikely that there were women out there who would acquiesce to being kept in a cupboard. Didn't stop men from trying to find them, though.

Kate Atkinson
Started Early, Took My Dog

You're off the hook.

Pacey: The simple act of being in love with you is enough for me.

Dawson's Creek
The final episode


I don't know why I watch this show over again every year. I also don't know why it surprises me when Jen dies. Breaks my heart every, single time.

Started Early, Took My Dog

Arkwright banged on the door and shouted, "Hello, it's the police here, is anyone in there? Shit, Tracy, can you hear that?"
"Flies?"
Ken Arkwright bent down and looked through the letter box. "Oh, Christ-" He recoiled from the letter box so quickly that Tracy's first thought was that someone had squirted something into his eyes. It happened to a sergeant a few weeks ago, a nutter with a Squeezy washing-up bottle full of bleach. It had put everyone off looking through letter boxes. Arkwright, however, immediately squatted down and pushed open the letter box again and started talking soothingly, the way you would to a nervy dog. "It's OK, it's OK, everything's OK now. Is Mummy there? Or your daddy? We're going to help you. It's OK." He stood and got ready to shoulder the door. Pawed the ground, blew air out of his mouth and said to Tracy, "Prepare yourself, lass, it's not going to be pretty."

Kate Atkinson
Started Early, Took My Dog


This gave me chills on the train today. Kate Atkinson is my hero.

"I don't think everybody's made of iron, buddy"

J.D. Salinger

The Beatles

I don’t know how
Someone controlled you
They bought and sold you
I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

"Welcome to the age of un-innocence. No one has breakfast at Tiffany's and no one has affairs to remember."

Carrie: I've done the merry go round, I've been through the revolving door, and I feel like I've met somebody I can stand still with for a minute and... don't you wanna stand still with me?
Big: You dragged me out to a park at three in the morning to ask me if I wanna stand still with you?
Carrie: ...Yes

Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do you start missing everybody.

Catcher in the Rye
J.D. Salinger

"...she must seek them abroad..."

"No one who had ever seen Catherine Moorland in her infancy, would have supposed her to be born to be an heroine. Her situation in life, the character of her father and mother; her own person and disposition, were all equally against her. Her father was a clergyman, without being neglected, or poor, and a very respectable man, though his name was Richard-and he had never been handsome."

Northanger Abbey
Jane Austen

"And he had taken Gabriel, too."

"Gabe?" The new child stirred slightly in his sleep. Jonas looked over at him. "There could be love," Jonas whispered.

The Giver
Lois Lowry

"The strolling woman had been right, he was going the wrong way."

"Strangers on a train. If there was an emergency, would they help one another? (Never overestimate people.)"


When Will There Be Good News?
Kate Atkinson

"It was impossible for her to say what she did not feel, however trivial the occasion..."

"It is not time or opportunity that is to determine intimacy it is disposition alone. Seven years would be insufficient to make some people acquainted with each other, and seven days are more than enough for others."

Sense and Sensibility
Jane Austen


Growing up I always liked to think of myself as Elizabeth Bennet. In fact, I'm extremely Marianne.

"You've lost me in your sea of pronouns."


I'm not afraid to admit this comes from my all time favorite t.v. show: Dawson's Creek.

I Think I Wanna Marry You

Proving, proving; and for no other reason than that he was married to a woman who had somehow managed to put him forever on the defensive, who loved him when he was nice, who lived according to what she happened to feel like doing and who might at any time- this was the hell of it- who might at any time of day or night just happen to feel like leaving him. It was ludicrous and as simple as that.

Revolutionary Road
Richard Yates

Keep me up till five because all your stars are out, and for no other reason...Oh dare to do it Buddy! Trust your heart. You're a deserving craftsman. It would never betray you. Good night. I'm feeling very much over-excited now, and a little dramatic, but I think I'd give almost anything on earth to see you writing a something, an anything, a poem, a tree, that was really and truly after your own heart.

Seymour An Introduction
J.D. Salinger

They were careless people, Tom and Daisy.

“[Gatsby] stretched out his hand desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment of the spot that she had made lovely for him. But it was all going by too fast...and he knew that he had lost that part of it, the freshest and the best, forever.”
The Great Gatsby
F. Scott Fitzgerald


I try to figure out why it is that I am so in love with this novel. I think about Gatsby and the detestable Daisy and I try to figure out why it is that I care about a novel with less than likable main characters. And then I realize that it isn't the love story between Daisy and Gatsby that gets me every time, and it isn't even the beautiful relationship that Nick has with Gatsby. I think the real reason that I love this story so much is because every word is so powerful. Fitzgerald did an amazing thing by creating such a beautiful piece of art about such (mostly) selfish people. It makes me see those people as a little less selfish, it makes me almost give them allowances for being so cruel. And that's kind of scary.