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At least, that’s what I thought. “You know…” Rox called, gaining my attention. “Have you ever heard of the quote ‘like an open book?’” I instantly pursed my lips. Did he found out what I was thinking? “Yeah, you bet I did.” Aw shoot. “I-I didn’t mean anything by what I thought. I-It’s just, you know… like random thoughts of the day?” I stuttered. “It’s night though.” Rox retorted. This jerk. At least let me win this fight. I already lost in terms of everything against you.

“I was planning on going into town anyway, mainly to buy more books.” “More books?” I chuckled at his earnestness. “I'm pretty sure you could build a library with the number of books in the house. Do you really need more?” “There’s always room for more stories.” He gave a small, almost bashful smile, running a hand through his hair. “What can I say… I like good strong words that mean something.” “Was that from, Little Women?” I asked, recalling a line from the book that sounded similar. “Someone reads,” he remarked, pulling out a copy of ‘Little Women’ from the shelf. “I love that line because I believe when Jo says it, she’s not just talking about writing, but about finding deeper connectio

com ]. Quote of The Chapter: "If I Had My Life to Live Over, I Would Find You Sooner So That I Could Love You Longer"

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She won’t ask me not to show up again, will she? "Sometimes tears can ease the pain in one's heart... This phrase is from "Who Killed Midnight", isn't it?" Even though she had calmed down, the redness surfaced on her face again from embarrassment. Only after hearing the young man use another phrase from that book did she remember where the first one was from. Jake wanted to slap himself. JUST QUIT MUTTERING BOOK QUOTES, YOU WEIRDO!! She will find out this way. But he couldn’t deny it. The question was more of a rhetorical one. It would be useless to deny anything.

"Dear God, I don't know if you have been warned, but your name is in several quotes in this book. We, the crazy humans, write, and all the people you made in your image continue to believe that this garbage is real "he recited in a melancholic and soft tone, looking down, focused on the fingers that played the guitar. "Well, I know that nothing in the holy book is true, and so are you, dear God. So, I must say, I don't believe in you, God.”

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Foreign 'In the early times.... before technology got modernized a young soul got trapped on a photograph.' "Impossible but continue." Kade quoted form a book believed to be written by an elemetalist scholer, years back since it was found in the library. "That's bullshit. Why are you reading that book?" Gordon bounced the basket ball, still paying close attention. He was still not willing to put his wife's life in danger to satisfy a board house husband. "Shut up... We all know that you a coward, I love."

I had poured my heart and soul into my book, and it was amazing to see that it had resonated with so many people. But what really caught my attention were the comments from people who had been inspired by my story. There were comments like: "Your book made me realize that I'm not alone in my struggles. Thank you for sharing your story and giving me hope." "I was feeling lost and stuck, but your book gave me the courage to take a leap of faith and pursue my dreams. Thank you for being a role model and inspiration!" "I just wanted to say that your book changed my life. It made me see things from a different perspective and gave me the strength to keep going. Thank you for being a beacon of hop

They were all adjusted alphabetically. He then randomly picked a book. ‘If I had your Face – By Frances Cha’ He read the title. He opened the book. On the first page, there was her name and a date written. The date when she either got the book or started reading it. He flipped through the pages. She had underlined some context. Marked notes somewhere. Scribbled replies to some lines. He laughed to himself. There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.”