If I Had A Penny For Every Time A Complex Female Character Stabbed Her Own Hand Just To Prove A Point,

"Enemies to lovers this!!" "friends to lovers that!!" "no rivals to lovers is superior!!" "It goes strangers to rivals to forced friendship to fake lovers to real lovers to enemies to-" Sweetie please call your therapist back they're worried about you🥰

Some poems were easier than others. Some were inscrutable. I was thinking that maybe I did know the meaning of that word.

I got to thinking that poems were like people. Some people you got right off the bat. Some people you just didn’t get—and never would get.

~Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

Don’t we all? Who didn’t want to think fate had a plan for him, that his hurts and failures had just been the prologue to a grander tale? To a monk becoming a holy warrior. To a bastard becoming a king.

Nikolai had been told hope was dangerous, had been warned of it many times. But he’d never believed that. Hope was the wind that came from nowhere to fill your sails and carry you home.

~Nikolai Lantsov, King of Scars.

okay but remember when Nikolai Lantsov said~"There had been a time when words had been the only place he could find solace. No book ever lost patience with him or told him to sit still."

And when Tessa Grey said~"One must always be careful of books, and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us."

And when Feyre Archeron said~"I was burning through books every day - stories about people and places I'd never heard of. They were perhaps the only thing that kept me from teetering into utter despair."

And when Will Herondale said~"We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone."

And when Celaena Sardothien said~"I can survive well enough on my own- if given proper reading material."

This parallel between Red, white and royal blue & From Blood and Ash-

"You see, for me, memories are difficult. Very often, they hurt. A curious thing about grief is the way it takes your entire life, all those foundation years that made you who you are, and makes them so painful to look back upon because of the absence there, that suddenly they're inaccessible. You must invent an entirely new system."

And

"You just replace your last memory - a bad one - with a new one - a good one - and you keep doing that until the initial one no longer outweighs the replacement."

Nina here gives me posh French lady undercover spy vibes-

“Did your wish come true?” // “I am not entirely certain yet.” // “You shall have to let me know,” Celia says. “I hope it does. I suppose in a way, I made the Wishing Tree for you.”

“I made a wish on this tree years ago,” Marco says // “What did you wish for?” Bailey asks, hoping it is not too forward a question // “I wished for her,” he says.

WILL I EVER RECOVER FROM THIS *SCREAMS*

John- But it's Christmas!

Sherlock- I FEEL THE SAME UwU

(pauses)

Sherlock- oh you mean it's ACTUALLY CHRISTMAS.

Thinking about how Will Herondale scorned A Tale of Two Cities, but started loving it because of Tessa. HE ENVIED SYDNEY CARTON???? BECAUSE HE COULD TELL LUCIE OF HIS LOVE FOR HER??? EVEN IF THE ONLY THING HE COULD DO TO PROVE HIS LOVE WAS TO DIE???

and how Will would have died for a chance to tell Tessa that he loved her. HE THOUGHT SYDNEY WAS FREE, AND HE WISHED FOR THAT SORT OF FREEDOM.

Never have I ever wanted to be a goat more.