Top Ten Tuesday is a meme created over at The Broke and the Bookish that allows us to list our top ten answers to a different question each week.
This week’s theme is: Top Ten Favorite Quotes From Books
“I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you — especially when you are near to me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous Channel, and two hundred miles or so of land, come broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapped; and then I’ve a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly.”
2. Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
“He had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once.”
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”‘
4. Luck in the Shadows by Lynn Flewelling
“Though you thrust your dagger at my eyes, I will not flinch.”
“Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they are.”
6. Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater
“I was suddenly struck by how dissimilar we were. It occurred to me that if Grace and I were objects, she would be an elaborate digital clock, synced up with the World Clock in London with technical perfection, and I’d be a snow globe – shaken memories in a glass ball.”
“What was romance but a lovely bit of play between man and woman?”
8. An Abundance of Katherines by John Green
“Nothing was happening, really, but the moment was thick with mattering.”
“Pick up your clothes. I am not your maid. How do I know this? A maid cannot kill you with a tube sock. I can. ”
10. XVII (I do not love you…) by Pablo Neruda
“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”