"She was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off."
— Angela Carter (via petrichour)
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And there are millions of teens who read because they are sad and lonely and enraged. They read because they live in an often-terrible world. They read because they believe, despite the callow protestations of certain adults, that books-especially the dark and dangerous ones-will save them.
As a child, I read because books–violent and not, blasphemous and not, terrifying and not–were the most loving and trustworthy things in my life. I read widely, and loved plenty of the classics so, yes, I recognized the domestic terrors faced by Louisa May Alcott’s March sisters. But I became the kid chased by werewolves, vampires, and evil clowns in Stephen King’s books. I read books about monsters and monstrous things, often written with monstrous language, because they taught me how to battle the real monsters in my life.
And now I write books for teenagers because I vividly remember what it felt like to be a teen facing everyday and epic dangers. I don’t write to protect them. It’s far too late for that. I write to give them weapons–in the form of words and ideas-that will help them fight their monsters. I write in blood because I remember what it felt like to bleed."
— Sherman Alexie, Why the Best Kids Books Are Written in Blood (via thefirstgentleman)
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"Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know."
Ernest Hemingway (via chromeus)
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She is braille.
I read her with my hands,
her body speaks to me.
— Jhavia Nicole (via compassio)
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"Yes, terrible things happen, but sometimes those terrible things—they save you."
— Chuck Palahniuk (via raspberrying)
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"My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness."
— Virginia Woolf, Selected Letters (via binteali)
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"I cried tears you’ll never see. So fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean, and leave me be."
— Fall Out Boy, Save Rock And Roll (Feat Elton John)
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"White people believed that whatever the manners, under every dark skin was a jungle. Swift unnavigable waters, swinging screaming baboons, sleeping snakes, red gums ready for their sweet white blood. In a way … they were right… . But it wasn’t the jungle blacks brought with them to this place… . It was the jungle whitefolks planted in them. And it grew. It spread … until it invaded the whites who had made it… Made them bloody, silly, worse than even they wanted to be, so scared were they of the jungle they had made. The screaming baboon lived under their own white skin; the red gums were their own."
— Toni Morrison, Beloved (via ellesugars)
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