20 Top Quotes from 'The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue' by V.E. Schwab (with Page Numbers)

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue 20 Quotes V. E. Schwab

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Some books stay with you while others fade with each passing year. The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue still lingers with me even though I finished reading it weeks ago, and I don’t think its plot or characters are fading anytime soon. 

Whether you’ve read the book already and want to revisit some of its top quotes, or you’re on the fence about making this book your next read, I hope you enjoy these top 20 quotes from V. E. Schwab’s bestseller, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue. 

Top 20 Quotes: The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“What is a person, if not the marks they leave behind? She has learned to step between the thorny weeds, but there are some cuts that cannot be avoided––a memory, a photograph, a name.” (pg 15)

“Stories are a way to preserve one’s self. To be remembered. And to forget.” (pg 35)

“Books are wonderful, portable, lasting, but sitting there, in the darkened theater, the wide screen filling her vision, the world falls away, and for a few short hours she is someone else, plunged into romance and intrigue and comedy and adventure.” (pg 54)

“…and it is sad, of course, to forget. But it is a lonely thing, to be forgotten. To remember when no one else does.” (pg 77)

“A secret kept. A record made. The first mark she left upon the world, long before she knew the truth, that ideas are so much wilder than memories, that they long and look for ways of taking root.” (pg 77)

“Being forgotten, she thinks, is a bit like going mad. You begin to wonder what is real, if you are real. After all, how can a thing be real if it cannot be remembered? It’s like that Zen koan, the one about the tree falling in the woods. If no one heard it, did it happen? If a person cannot leave a mark, do they exist?” (pg 103)

“Perhaps an enemy’s company is still better than none.” (Pg 131).

“Live long enough, and you learn how to read a person. To ease them open like a book, some passages underlined and others hidden between the lines.” (Pg 140).

“Small places make for small lives. And some people are fine with that. They like knowing where to put their feet. But if you only walk in other people’s steps, you cannot make your own way. You cannot leave a mark.” (Pg 179)

“Food is one of the best things about being alive. Not just food. Good food.” (Pg. 201)

“So much of life becomes routine, but food is like music, like art, replete with the promise of something new.” (Pg 201)

“But this is how you walk to the end of the world. This is how you live forever. Here is one day, and here is the next, and the next, and you take what you can, savor every stolen second, cling to every moment, until it’s gone.” (Pg 202)

“Live long enough, and people open up like books.” (Pg 213)

“Blink and you’re twenty-eight, and everyone else is now a mile down the road, and you’re still trying to find it, and the irony is hardly lost on you that in wanting to live, to learn, to find yourself, you’ve gotten lost.” (Pg 226)

“Choosing a class became choosing a discipline, and choosing a discipline became choosing a career, and choosing a career became choosing a life, and how was anyone supposed to do that, when you only had one?” (Pg 283)

“Three hundred years, and there are still new things to learn.” (Pg 316)

“There are nights when she cannot sleep, moments when she lies awake and dreams of dying. But then she wakes, and sees the pink and orange dawn against the clouds, or hears the lament of a lone fiddle, the music and the melody, and remembers there is such beauty in the world. And she does not want to miss it—any of it.” (Pg 342)

“That time always ends a second before you’re ready. That life is the minutes you want minus one.” (Pg 421)

“No one is ever ready to die. Even when they think they want to.” (Pg 424)

“A story is an idea, wild as a weed, springing up wherever it is planted.” (Pg 440)

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