Just received a SIGNED copy of Love And Other Unknown Variables and Life After Juliet by Shannon Lee Alexander. Turns out the girl who lives across my dorm room knows Shannon Lee Alexander her mother got my roommate and I a copy of this book! It was on my To-Read list and now I'm going … Continue reading Signed COPY BOOKS!!
So I took my SAT practice test for the 3rd time. The scores don't look too promising. Yes, study more. Take more practice tests. But still...there's only one remedy for my sad feels which is: BOOKS. BOOK. BOOKING, BOOKED, BOOKER, ETC. I am immensely in need of a wonderful story, laugh, and feel good quotes. … Continue reading Quote Board 4/12/15
So I read both Relentless and Refuge BEFORE making this account so understand that this review is to both books. This is literally, the best book in the entire fictional world of reading. Sentence after sentence after sentence give me so many feels it's INSANE!! I love it so much! I want to know how … Continue reading Relentless by Karen Lynch
Have you cried for that boy today? I don’t mean for yourself and for the family ‘cause we lost the money. I mean for him: what he been through and what it done to him. Child, when do you think is the time to love somebody the most? When they done good and made things easy for everybody? Well then, you ain’t through learning – because that ain’t the time at all. It’s when he’s at his lowest and can’t believe in hisself ‘cause the world done whipped him so! Location: Act 3 A Raisin in the Sun
“I’ve always been glad I said that. It was the only compliment I ever gave him, because I disapproved of him from beginning to end. First he nodded politely, and then his face broke into that radiant and understanding smile, as if we’d in ecstatic cahoots on that fact all the time. His gorgeous pink rag of a suit made a bright spot of color against the white steps and I thought of the night when I first came to his ancestral home three months before. The lawn and drive had been crowded with the faces of those who guessed at his corruption—and he had stood on those steps, concealing his incorruptible dream, as he waved them goodbye. I thanked him for his hospitality. We were always thanking him for that—I and the others”