About Nette

I'm that quiet girl that used to be in the library all the time, bookworm is my middle name ;)

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  • Nette shared from Red Rising (The Red Rising Trilogy) by Pierce Brown
    “That is the point of all this. To make you terrified of a world where you do not rule. Security and justice aren’t given. They are made by the strong.”
  • Nette shared from Red Rising (The Red Rising Trilogy) by Pierce Brown
    “Death isn’t empty like you say it is. Emptiness is life without freedom,
  • Nette shared from Red Rising (The Red Rising Trilogy) by Pierce Brown
    All ears yearn for a voice to lead them through darkness.”
  • Nette shared from Red Rising (The Red Rising Trilogy) by Pierce Brown
    He thinks men like me weak. He thinks me dumb, feeble, subhuman. I was not raised in palaces. I did not ride horses through meadows and eat meals of hummingbird tongues. I was forged in the bowels of this hard world. Sharpened by hate. Strengthened by love.
    Note: Well this intro caught my attention
  • Nette shared from Hollow City: The Second Novel of Miss Peregrine's Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs
    when it comes to big things in life, there are no accidents. Everything happens for a reason. You’re here for a reason—and it’s not to fail and die.”
  • Nette shared from Stardust by Neil Gaiman
    “You have to believe. Otherwise it will never happen.”
  • Nette shared from Stardust by Neil Gaiman
    But then it occurred to him that any progress he had made on his quest so far he had made by accepting the help that had been offered to him.
  • Nette shared from Parasite (Parasitology) by Mira Grant
    “I’m not insane, I’m neurologically variant,”
  • Nette shared from Parasite (Parasitology) by Mira Grant
    We are each of us the sum total of our experiences. We are shaped by our memories and by the moments we live through, and no two people are exactly the same, ever, because no two people experience exactly the same lives.
  • Nette shared from NOS4A2 by Joe Hill
    It sounded like delusion until you remembered that people made the imaginary real all the time: taking the music they heard in their head and recording it, seeing a house in their imagination and building it. Fantasy was always only a reality waiting to be switched on.
(Philadelphia, PA)
Nette