Quotes from books, X

It’s been…oh dear…about three years since I posted in the “quotes from books” series, though this one (and the one following) has been sitting in my drafts folder for about that long. After a weekend of intense focus on writing, I’m looking back at these and noticing how the quotes I choose fall into three categories: something funny or clever, poetic language, or something to do with theme.

  1. The more questions she asked, the more questions she thought up.” (A Closed and Common Orbit, Becky Chambers)
  2. If this were a novel, he might simply be a poorly written character. But there are no poorly written people. Only ones you don’t yet understand.” (The Verifiers, Jane Pek)
  3. “Grief is a language they don’t have to speak. It communicates just fine on its own.” (A Year to the Day, Robin Benway)
  4. And it didn’t stop being magic just because you found out how it was done.” (The Wee Free Men, Terry Pratchett)
  5. Who is the world designed for?” (What Can A Body Do?, Sara Hendren)
  6. “The secret to getting people to like you / is to like yourself.” (In the Beautiful Country, Jane Kuo)
  7. She understood what she was supposed to think and believe, but that wasn’t the same thing as thinking and believing those things.” (A Song Called Home, Sara Zarr)
  8. A mother’s heroic journey is not about how she leaves, but about how she stays.” (I’ll Show Myself Out, Jessi Klein)
  9. True learning comes from being open to wrong answers.” (The End of the Wild, Nicole Helget)
  10. …her memories were all pictures without sound.” (This Time Tomorrow, Emma Straub)

I’ve been listening to old (but new-to-me) episodes of the podcast Harry Potter and the Sacred Text lately, on a friend’s recommendation. Of all the “sacred practices” I’ve heard Vanessa and Casper use so far – lectio divina, sacred imagination, havruta, florilegia, and pardes – I’m partial to lectio divina and havruta, but when they introduced florilegia – “essentially a quote journal” – well, that’s something I’ve been doing most of my life.

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