Top 500 Erin Morgenstern Quotes (2024 Update)
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151. “The pirate is a metaphor but also still a person.”

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152. “It is shallow, but it is glowing. A shimmering, shifting light cascades up through the surface of the water. A soft radiance, enough to illuminate the pool and the stones that sit at the bottom.”

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153. “A soft breeze plays with her hair, bringing with it the mingling scent of dusty tomes and damp, rich ink.”

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154. “Everyone wants the stars. Everyone wishes to grasp that which exists out of reach. To hold the extraordinary in their hands and keep the remarkable in their pockets.”

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155. “But this is not where their story ends. Their story is only just beginning. And no story ever truly ends as long as it is told.”

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156. “We lead strange lives, chasing our dreams around from place to place,” Elizabeth says quietly, looking out the window.”

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157. “You may be by yourself but you are not alone.”

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158. “Like I’m losing my mind, but in a slow, achingly beautiful sort of way.”

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159. “Strange, isn’t it? To love a book. When the words on the pages become so precious that they feel like part of your own history because they are. It’s nice to finally have someone read stories I know so intimately.”

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160. “Your sister may be able to see the future, but you yourself can shape it, boy. Do not forget that... there are many kinds of magic, after all.”

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161. “You are no longer quite certain which side of the fence is a dream.”

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162. “Real places are never captured in words. There is always more.”

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163. “There are so many pieces to a person. So many small stories and so few opportunities to read them. ‘I would like to look at you’ seems like such an awkward request.”

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164. “Only the ship is made of books, its sails thousands of overlapping pages, and the sea it floats upon is dark black ink. Tiny lights hang across the sky, like tightly packed stars bright as sun. “I thought something vast would be nice after all the talk of confined spaces,” Marco says. Celia walks to the edge of the deck, running her hands along the spines of the books that form the rail. A soft breeze plays with her hair, bringing with it the mingling scent of dusty tomes and damp, rich ink.”

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165. “I mean only that I hope they find darkness or paradise without fear of it, if they can.” He pauses before adding, “I hope that for you and your compatriots as well.”

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166. “There are stories that are more fragile still: For every tale carved in rock there are more inscribed on autumn leaves or woven into spiderwebs. There are stories wrapped in silk so their pages do not fall to dust and stories that have already succumbed, fragments collected and kept in urns.”

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167. “It is destroying me that I cannot ask you to dance,” Marco whispers as she passes by him in the ballroom, the deep green of his suit seeping across her gown like moss.”

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168. “There is no fixing. There is only moving forward in the brokenness.”

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169. “Old stories have a habit of being told and retold and changed. Each subsequent storyteller puts his or her mark upon it. Whatever truth the story once had is buried in bias and embellishment. The reasons do not matter as much as the story itself.”

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170. “A book is made of paper but a story is a tree.”

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171. “They want to believe that magic is nothing but clever deception, because to think it real would keep them up at night, afraid of their own existence.”

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172. “Sorry it’s so poetry today.”

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173. “There may be decisions to make, and surprises in store. Life takes us to unexpected places sometimes. The future is never set in stone, remember that.”

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174. “A reading major, that’s what he wants. No response papers, no exams, no analysis, just the reading.”

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175. “Everyone wants to be part of a story. Everyone is a part of a story. What they want, is to be part of something worth recording.”

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176. “There are never really endings, happy or otherwise. Things keep going on, they overlap and blur.”

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177. “I think people came here for the same reason we came here,” Dorian says. “In search of something. Even if we didn’t know what it was. Something more. Something to wonder at. Someplace to belong. We’re here to wander through other people’s stories, searching for our own.”

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178. “I accepted because mysterious ladies offering bourbon under the stars is very much my aesthetic.”

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179. “The future is never set in stone.”

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180. “I have spent a great deal of my life struggling to keep myself in control. To know myself inside and out, everything In perfect order. I lose that when I’m with you. That frightens me, and it frightens me how much I like it. How tempting it is to lose myself in you. To let it go. To let you save me from breaking chandeliers rather than constantly worrying about it, myself.”

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181. “The past stays on you the way powdered sugar stays on your fingers.”

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182. “They are a bunch of fish covered in feathers trying to convince the public they can fly, and I am simply a bird in their midst.”

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183. “Estas en el lugar correcto en el momento correcto, y te importa lo suficiente para hacer lo que se necesite hacer. Algunas veces eso es suficiente.”

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184. “I do not like being left in the dark. I am not particularly fond of believing in impossible things.”

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185. “The woman laughs harder and the girl smiles. Making a witch laugh feels like a lucky sort of thing.”

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186. “Never change for anyone but yourself. Any soul worth their star-stuff will take the whole package as is and however it grows.”

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187. “For a while I was looking for a person but I didn’t find them and after that I was looking for myself. Now that I’ve found me I’m back to exploring, which is what I was doing in the first place before I was doing anything else and I think I was supposed to be exploring all along.”

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188. “We are fish in a bowl, dear,” Tsukiko tells her, cigarette holder dangling precariously from her lips. “Very carefully monitored fish. Watched from all angles. If one of us floats to the top, it was not accidental. And if it was an accident, I worry that the watchers are not as careful as they should be.”

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189. “The future crashing into the present like a wave.”

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190. “The snow-white angel alone remains, hovering over Tara Burgess’s fresh grave, holding a single black rose in one hand. She does not move, does not even bat an eyelash. Her powdered face stays frozen in sorrow. The increasing rain pulls stray feathers from her wings and pins them to the mud below.”

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191. “When she is unable to avoid the matter further, she makes a pot of tea.”

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192. “I do not care for stars. Stars are made of spite and regret.”

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193. “He tells her about moving from place to place to place and never feeling like he ever belonged in any of them, how wherever he was he would almost always rather be someplace else, preferably somewhere fictional. He tells her how he worries that none of it means anything.”

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194. “A show without an audience is nothing, after all.”

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195. “The sound of his pencil scratching against paper is as methodical and precise as the ticking of the clock in the corner.”

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196. “I’ve gotten accustomed to that tiny piece of hope that sits in the middle of the not knowing.”

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197. “Staying here won’t make me happy. It will make you happy because you are insipid and boring, and an insipid, boring life is enough for you. It’s not enough for me.”

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198. “During the hours spent watching the sheep as they wander aimlessly around their fields, he even wishes that someone would come and take him away, but wishes on sheep appear to work no better than wishes on stars.”

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199. “He spends the majority of the evening in the company of Celia Bowen, whose elaborate gown changes color, shifting through a rainbow of hues to compliment whoever she is closest to.”

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200. “Be brave,” she says. “Be bold. Be loud. Never change for anyone but yourself.”

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