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"I gotta go ...see you tomorrow. .we'll go to Starbucks then you can tell me about your second book " I nodded She hugged me and headed home . I look at my laptop and stared scrolling through my written quotes Many of my classmates read my book quotes So i am confident enough that i might write a good book on literature or skits . I began thinking about how and what i should write about . Sitting on the chair i typed what came in my mind . After a while i wanted a evening coffee . Making myself one ....the first sip gave me some energy itself . I closed my eyes and inhaled slowly .

“Her grammar is very messy and it appears she’s using some inaccurate information in this report. I read the book she used for a topic and some of these quotes aren’t from the book, so they have no business being in quotes. However, it makes for a good read, and everything is spelled correctly. This isn’t a failing grade, maybe a D at best.” “I was confused with the quotes because I also don’t remember any of that being in this book,” she said, peering up at him. “I knew you’d know for sure. Thank you, Professor Evergreen.” He nodded and returned to his seat, much to her dismay. She wanted him to remain close to her, but she knew stuff like that would happen in due time.

I stepped toward her and set my hand on her waist before murmuring, “We make ourselves rich by making our wants few.” Her lips parted as if that was the most profound thing she’d ever heard. And it might’ve been, since it had originally come from the lips of Henry David Thoreau. Which was why I couldn’t continue to take credit for it. I pointed past her toward the wall with my free hand. “At least that’s what Thoreau says.” She glanced back to find the quote printed and framed above the desk. “Oh.” Scowling, she whirled back to poke me in the gut. “You cheated. That’s a cheater’s answer.”

"No women ever shot her man while he was doing dishes." ~ Author unknown. - "Everyday. I couldn't be happy if I didn't see him everyday. He is absolutely necessary to me." Lucia read a quote from The picture of Dorian Gray. She vaguely smiled, this book meant so much to her. It was the book she once shared with him, a book that later hurt her because of the character he had compared her to but she loved it now. There was not a day she didn't read it, not a day she didn't read one quote from the book to keep herself going.

"I'm not seeking your backup." His words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the rift between them and the unspoken tensions that threatened to tear them apart. [Hello lovely readers! Welcome to my book! Hope you are enjoying it! Please support me by leaving me a rating and review! Your precious words mean the world to me! Love you all!]

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He gave me everything in a book. It was Sherlock's autograph. Scratch that! It wasn't just an autograph. He wrote his favorite quote on it. "Your Life Doesn't Get Better By Chance; It Gets Better By Change. Keep being amazing, Violet Rhodes." "Oh my God! Stewart! How did you do that?" I questioned after getting off his body. "Hmm... I have my ways," he responded, his eyes flickering like it was some sort of secret he couldn't tell. Well, I do not care. What mattered was that I got what I wanted, and not just the autograph, but I would also be the first person to read his newest book.

“What kind of books do you read?” “Book,” Katie said. “Just one book.” She pulled Anna Karenina from one of the bags. She saw it through the eyes of a stranger, ripped and falling apart. But that only made Katie love it more. “I don’t have the whole thing memorized, of course, considering it’s 864 pages. But I know all the good stuff.” “What is your favorite line?” Zoe stared at her intensely, like she really wanted to know the answer. Katie hesitated, embarrassed by the attention. “’All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.’”

I am crazy… in fact, I have always been so crazy about Jacob but I just never realized it until now. I walk around the library in search of a book I can read to get my mind off all my worries. This is what Jacob taught me, he said and I quote “Books are like a free therapy in a fairytale, once you get intrigued by them you find yourself in a world where no one will judge you and there, you will find peace…. lots of them” I can hear his voice in my head telling me that. I smile, reminiscing about the times Jacob and I spent together, his words always comforting and soothing.

"Do you know the password?" I sighed and rubbed my temples. "No, that's what I've been trying to find out. It has something to do with the inscription my mom left me in this book…but I can't figure it out for the life of me." Simon set the laptop back down on my bed and grabbed the book instead, reading it's words out loud. "To Alice: Life is beautiful, precious, and worthy of awe." His eyes then turned to me. "What have you tried?" "Respectlife, passionate, trust…You name it, I've tried it." I groaned. "I have no idea."