Tahereh Mafi Quotes

Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.

All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.

The world is a mess and I want to laugh because all I can think is how horrible and beautiful it is, that our eyes blur the truth when we can't bear to see it.

I love walking into a bookstore. It's like all my friends are sitting on shelves, waving their pages at me.

Books are easily destroyed. But words will live as long as people can remember them.

The words get easier the moment you stop fearing them.

I can do anything I want. Be with anyone I want. And it'll be my choice.

I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.

It's the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world.

People seldom realize that they tell lies with their lips and truths with their eyes all the time.

Hope is a pocket of possibility. I'm holding it in my hand.

And we are quotation marks, inverted and upside down, clinging to one another at the end of this life sentence. Trapped by lives we did not choose.

I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.

I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters.

I want to smash this concrete world into oblivion. I want to be bigger, better, stronger. I want to be the bird that flies away.

I have a heart, says science, but I am a monster, says society.

Torture is not torture when there’s any hope of relief.

Sometimes a book isn't a heartbreaking work of staggering genius. Sometimes it's the only story you know how to tell.

Time goes on even when we do not.

We are synonyms but not the same.

Why sleep when there are books to read.

His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him. In seventeen years no one has said my name like that

I'm wondering how many more mistakes I'll have to make before things finally fall into place. If they ever will.

Only an idiot would rely on the energy of a bean or a leaf to stay awake throughout the day.

My words wear no parachutes as they fall out of my mouth.

Hope can make people do terrible things.

You deserve to live. You deserve to be alive.

Hope will break your heart all over again.

Insane for your sweet, sweet love!

I want your mind. Your strength. I want to be worth your time.

Sometimes you have to learn how to shoot first.

A handful of letters doesn't always make a word, love.

I tuck caution into my pocket and hope I can reach for it if I need to.

Hope in this world bleeds out of the barrel of a gun.

I love you exactly as you are.

My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions. I lock away the things that do not serve me.

Friendship is not a thing I have ever experienced. Not as a child, and not as I am now.

People can think whatever they like. I don't desire their validation.

Girls are always talking about electricity in their romance, but none are too happy to actually be electrocuted, apparently. Bloody confusing, is what it is.

In a world where there is so much to grieve and so little good to take? I grieve nothing. I take everything.

I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine.

And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive.

Dear, sweet, beautiful girl,

I think wow, I imagine this is what it's like to have friends.

I want you to make a list of all of your favorite things, and I want to be on it.

Right now I can't even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark

Because it's so difficult to fight what you cannot control and right now I can't even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark.

I hope he doesn't know he just touched my leg.And nothing happened.

Laughter comes from living." I shrug, try to sound indifferent. "I've never really been alive before.

Red was ruby, green was fluorescent, yellow was simply incandescent. Color was life. Color was everything.Color, you see, was the universal sign of magic.