Top 200 Ruta Sepetys Quotes (2024 Update)
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151. “You know I don’t like to read, Yankee girl. Don’t think anyone likes to read as much as you do. What you got under your arm this time?” “E. M. Forster.”

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152. “The cemetery is full of bones. At first Rafa was afraid of them. Most are sealed in coffins, but there are mass pits with the poor and the older pits with the Protestants. The cemetery and slaughterhouse require Rafa to face his fear of death. That’s why he endures them. “You see, by facing fear, I am cleansing myself, straining my past of the horror that infects me,” he tells Fuga.”

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153. “There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion. – Sir Francis Bacon.”

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154. “Of course I am. Life’s a fight. Speaking of, I’m sure you read about Shep and the New York campaign scandal. What a doozy. But somehow the guy always lands on his feet.” Daniel thinks of the letters he wrote to the embassy and the State Department about Shep Van Dorn. Nothing came of them. Nick is right. Guys like Shep always seem to land on their feet. He should have decked him when he had the chance.”

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155. “I’m a binge writer. I work in the music business fulltime, in artist management and developing songwriters and recording artists, and so juggling my job I carve out as much time as I can on the weekends.”

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156. “She must have been a nurse. She looked a few years older than me. Pretty. Naturally pretty, the type that’s still attractive, even more so, when she’s filthy.”

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157. “And Mother. I couldn’t erase the vision of her ghoulish face, the blood. I worried that something had happened to her on the road. I wished she’d write and then I wondered why. Things would be simpler without Mother in New Orleans, simpler without me wrapped in the shadows of her black heart and childish mind. But I wished I’d hear from her anyway.”

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158. “At home in Dallas, his mother’s interaction with their household staff is more relaxed. The people on their estate aren’t employees, they’re family. In Texas, his mother is often described as “elegant Spanish.” But here in Spain, her demeanor suddenly feels brash next to Ana’s gentle sincerity.”

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159. “The evening breeze floated through the open window over my desk, waltzing the curtain from side to side.”

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160. “But wasn’t there some sort of rule that said parents had to be smarter than their kids? It didn’t seem fair.”

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161. “And so I confess, dear Padre, that I feel confused. Fuga is gone. Taken by a bullet. I should feel guilty and full of fear. But somehow, I feel more connected to my friend and more proud of him than ever. Fuga never compromised. He never apologized for who or what he was. His difficult past was not a burden to him but an inspiration.”

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162. “They were happy to help someone, to succeed at something, even if they weren’t to benefit.”

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163. “A woman nearby fell to her knees, sobbing. ‘They say I can only choose one child for the ship. How can I choose? Please don’t make me choose.”

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164. “Daniel looks at a photo of Ben, alone on the dance floor. He moves to a beat entirely his own, life pouring in and out of him. He lived hard and played harder. He did the work.”

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165. “This is your time, Dan. Grab it and run. Do the stuff you see in the movies. It’s the stuff no one gets to do. But you can do it, Matheson. I don’t want you calling me in ten years whining that you should have done this and should have done that. As the saying goes, it’s later than you think.”

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166. “Ana emerges from the shack with Fuga. His face is clean. His hair, the color of black crude oil, is parted on the side and slicked expertly back from his strong, architectural face. The turquoise suit of lights throws sparkles with each small movement. The man who looked like a murderer now looks like a matador.”

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167. “We were marked “present” in attendance but were often absent from ourselves.”

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168. “The recruit was screaming. Veins bulged in his neck. His mouth contorted as he summoned all of his strength to roar one, single word. Joana.”

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169. “Papa said scientists speculated that from the moon, the earth looked blue. That night I believed it. I would draw it blue and heavy with tears.”

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170. “How could we expect others to feel our pain or hear our cries for help when all we could do was whisper?”

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171. “The sinking of the Gustloff is the largest maritime disaster, yet the world still knows nothing of it. I often wonder, will that ever change or will it remain just another secret swallowed by war? You.”

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172. “The lie came out so easily it frightened me. I used to feel sick to my stomach when I heard Mother tell a lie. How can you do it? How do you live with yourself? I used to wonder. But here I was, lying to Miss Paulsen and smiling while doing it.”

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173. “When we don’t know the full story, sometimes we create one of our own. That’s what I had done. And that can be dangerous.”

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174. “Kan geschiedenis verdwijnen als die in bloed wordt geschreven?”

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175. “The platform is clogged with passengers, but orderly. With such well-ordered society, are so many police and guards on the street really necessary?”

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176. “This never knowing, it weakens us,” Bunu would say. “It’s a form of control. They know exactly what they’re doing.”

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177. “Can it really be so hard to die?”

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178. “We pushed to the edge of recklessness, yet I felt safe.”

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179. “Look at you two. That- is the truth.”

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180. “Not at all,” I agreed. “For example, Patrick asked if I would rather marry Gatsby or Mr. Darcy.” “No, he didn’t! Who in the world would choose Gatsby over Darcy?” Charlotte caught on and turned to me. “Josephine – Ethan Frome or Gilbert Blythe from Anne of Green Gables?” “Oh, Ethan Frome,” I said quickly. “Out of pity,” said Charlotte, with an understanding nod. “A bit,” I agreed. “But Ethan Frome had a hidden depth, something waiting to be discovered.”

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181. “Mistrust is a form of terror. The regime pits us against one another.”

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182. “Miguel clears his throat. “You’re very talented. But remember, Spain is not your country. Be careful, amigo.” The Guardia Civil delivered a similar message. Daniel knows the words of caution are meant to dissuade him. They should.”

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183. “I’ll take it. I’ll keep it locked in the box. Maybe we can trade it for medicine for Bunu.” Cici looked at me, displeased. “A Coke and a dollar. What’s going on, Pui?” she whispered. “Nothing,” I assured her. “Just good luck and bad luck.” Cici nodded slowly, suspicious. “Just remember, Pui, good luck comes at a price. Bad luck is free.”

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184. “And you be careful of that Richard Lockwell,” said Cokie. “He’s a kitten killer.” “He’s a ladies’ man?” Patrick laughed. “Aw, no, that ain’t what I mean. When he was young, he hung four kittens in the Quarter. Lord, you should have seen people chase him. He’s not right in the head.”

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185. “He had stolen us from ourselves, for himself. He had broken the soul of Romania and parched a beautiful country into an apocalyptic landscape of the lost.”

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186. “I didn’t yet know that sometimes in outwitting others, we accidentally outwit ourselves.”

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187. “I will find you.”

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188. “Per aspera ad astra, Papa,” I whispered. Through hardship to the stars. It was a Latin phrase he used whenever I complained that something was difficult. Where was my father now?”

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189. “You know what, Cristian? Dante was wrong. Hell isn’t hot. It’s cold.”

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190. “The State controls the amount of food we eat, our electricity, our transportation, the information we receive.”

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191. “Is it good or bad that the defining items of his life can fit into one small box?”

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192. “He denied them food, electricty, truth and freedom. The citizens of Romania were stoic and resilient, but they suffered a terror of tyranny.”

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193. “Without fear we will never meet courage.”

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194. “In the universe of memories, we’re all the villain in someone’s story.”

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195. “Sorrow. Anger. An expanse of emptiness that takes form as a separate entity living inside of you. It digs, takes root, and dwells there. And somehow, you know that even if it worms its way out, there will be no relief. If it leaves, there will be nothing left but charred remains, like the inside of a house torched by fire.”

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196. “A revolution eats its heroes.”

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197. “Sometimes we think we know. We’re sure we know. But we know nothing. Years pass and eventually, time becomes the unveiler of truth.”

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198. “Pathetic, and yet I survive. This woman closes her eyes and she is gone. I’ve wished for death since the first day, and yet I survive. Can it really be so hard to die?”

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199. “Death hath a thousand doors to let out life; I shall find one.’ We all have a door that waits.”

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200. “Should he look directly at them and acknowledge their sacrifice or look away and honor their dignity?”

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