It is possible to be in love with you just because of who you are.
You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.
If I were a tree, I would have no reason to love a human.
I wish you could be kissed, Jane,’ he said. ‘Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.’ He flailed an arm toward the stars.
Ronan said, “I’m always straight.”Adam replied “Oh, man, that’s the biggest lie you’ve ever told.
Adam smiled cheerily. Ronan would start wars and burn cities for that true smile, elastic and amiable.
Right now, it’s hard to imagine that it is raining anywhere in the world.
What are you wishing for?’ Grace interrupted. ‘To kiss you,’ I said to her.
In the darkness, he is invisible, but I can still feel him beside me. Sometimes you don’t have to see something to know it is there.
Is this thing safe?””Safe as life,” Gansey replied.
Life’s pain. You just have to get over as much of it as you can.-Isabel Culpeper
We have to be back in three hours,” Ronan said. “I just fed Chainsaw but she’ll need it again.””This,” Gansey replied “is precisely why I didn’t want to have a baby with you.
Fate,” Blue replied, glowering at her mother, “is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast.
Don’t panic. Are you sitting? You probably don’t need to sit. Well, possibly. At least lean on something.
Adam’s response was buried in the sound of the first-story door falling open. Noah slouched in. In a wounded tone, he said, “He threw me out the window!”Ronan’s voice sang out from behind his closed door: “You’re already dead!
Did you get notes for me?””No”, Ronan replied,”I thought you were dead in a ditch.
We were so little when you took away all our sins.
Mum liked to say that some things happen for a reason, that sometimes obstacles were there to stop you from doing something stupid.
right in this moment, I can´t even remember what unhappy feels like.
His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.
his yellow eyes gazed at me possessively — I wondered if he realized that the way he looked at me was far more intimate than copping a feel could ever be.
When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced familiarity of the accumulated memory of all our kisses.
I am an equation that only she solves, These X’s and Y’s by other names called, My way of division is desperatley flawed, while I multiply days without her.
Because you have only known me for like fourteen seconds and seven of those were us making out and you still know more about me than all of my friends in this stupid place.
Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure.
They were not creating a mess. They were just slowly illuminating it.
She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, a tiny, bloody angel in the snow, and they were going to destroy her.
Adam understood, then, that Gansey and Blue’s awe changed this place. Ronan and Adam may have seen this place as magical, but Gansey and Blue’s wonder made it holy.
I was trying to decide if you still had free will as a wolf. If I was a terrible person for planning to drug my girlfriend and drag her back to my house to keep in the basement.
I lost a horse today.”That sounds careless. What happened?”She jumped off a cliff.”A cliff! Is that normal?
It’s rude to stare, but the great thing about staring at a sedated person is that they don’t know you’re doing it.
I started down but Sam caught my arm and knelt down himself to look. “For crying out loud,” he said. “It’s a racoon.” “Poor thing,” I said. “It could be a rabid baby-killer,” Cole told me primly. “Shut up,” Sam said pleasantly.
Are there any other missing persons living under your roof? Elvis? Jimmy Hoffa? Amelia Earhart? I’d just like full disclosure now, before we go any further.
She tried to ignore that, this close to the man, he had the overpowering chemical scent of a manly shower gel. The sort that normally came in a black bottle, and was called something like SHOCK or EXCITE or BLUNT TRAUMA.
Noah had wandered down the aisle, but now he gleefully returned with a snow globe. He stood behind Ronan until he pushed off the shelf to admire the atrocity. “Glitter,” whispered Noah reverentially, giving it a shake.
At this, Gansey rolled over onto his back and folded his hands on his chest. He wore a salmon polo shirt, which, in Blue’s opinion, was far more hellish than anything they’d discussed to this point.
As the hours crept by, the afternoon sunlight bleached all the books on the shelves to pale, gilded versions of themselves and warmed the paper and ink inside the covers so that the smell of unread words hung in the air.
You could write a book about things that you can’t find on-line.
I wanted a library like this…[] A cave of words that I’d made myself.
There was nothing particularly special about her, except that she was good with numbers, and very good at lying, and she made her home in between the pages of books.
The walls of the arch are covered with blood-red jellies that wink and glisten at me by the light of the moon. My father told me they were completely harmless. I don’t believe him. Nothing is completely harmless.
Boys”, she says, “just aren’t very good at being afraid.
Blue was perfectly aware that it was possible to have a friendship that wasn’t all-encompassing, that wasn’t blinding, deafening, maddening, quickening. It was just that now that she’d had this kind, she didn’t want another.
I pressed my hand against her hair, holding her to me, filled with the certainty that she was going to hurt me again and that I didn’t have the strength to push her away before she did.
Images barraged him. Connections darted electric. Veins. Roots. Forked lightning. Tributaries. Branches. Vines snaked around trees, herds of animals, drops of water running tog
People shouldn’t have to earn kindness. They should have to earn cruelty.
His home was populated by things and creatures from Niall Lynch’s dreams, and his mother was just another one of them
Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn’t dream
They’re saying that you and Sean Kendrick were burning up the cliffs.” Tommy spins me again and grins at me. “And when I say you and Sean Kendrick, I mean you and Sean Kendrick. And by burning, I mean burning.
What do you mean Ronan’s a magical entity? Is he a demon? Because this all makes sense if so.
Now is the time to make sure we have the strings of all the balloons we want to keep before they all float away.
It was a sort of ferocious, quiet beauty, the sort that wouldn’t let you admire it. The sort of beauty that always hurt.
I don’t care to be pretty,” Blue shot back hotly, “I care to look on the outside like I look on the inside.
This new world was a vicious, sleek world made of street lights and tight jeans, sharp smiles and fast cars. This was a city, edited. A city, pared down to its bare minimums, beautiful and abusive.
It is not the outside of people that bothers me, but the inside.
The music video will die when we all go blind, and music will never die, because even when you can’t hear it, you can feel it.
A symptom,” Brendan said, as if love were a disease only humans could catch. But there was something like fondness or respect in his voice. “You’re both fools.
I just don’t— Ronan. My ears are bleeding!”Ronan turned down the music.
There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.
I hated this. I hated knowing what I wanted and knowing what was right and knowing that they weren’t the same thing.
It was her eyes and my eyes and I felt a surging sensation of rightness, of saying the right thing at the right time to the right person.
After everything I’d lived through, I was not going to be reduced to a one-sentence definition.
There were so many different versions of him. It was countless versions of a song, and they were all original, and they were all true, and they were all right. It should have been impossible. Was I supposed to love them all?
His mind was logical, but his traitorous heart stuttered from beat to beat.
It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.
But I’m not dead,” Blue pointed out.”BUT YOU ARE PRETTY SHORT.
He keeps getting older while I’m not paying attention.
This is what you get, Maura, for using your DNA to make a baby,” Calla said.
When Gansey was polite, it made him powerful. When Adam was polite, he was giving power away.
The truth is, I feel myself being fascinated and repelled by her: She’s both a mirror of myself and a door to part of this island that I’m not.
Wanting to live, but accepting death to save others: that was courage.
The Gray Man hated his current rental car. He got the distinct impression it hadn’t been handled enough by humans when it was young, and now it would never be pleasant to be around.
Today, Blue thought, is the day I stop listening to the future and start living it instead.
A realization that even if you had discovered the future, it really didn’t change how you lived in the present. They were truth, but they weren’t all the truth.
His yellow eyes were half-lidded as he sang, and in that golden moment, hanging taut in the middle of an ice-covered landscape like a single bubble of summer nectar, I could see how my life could be stretched out in front of me.
The future was getting here faster than I’d expected.
I was thinking lots of things, but most of them needed to stay thoughts, not words.
They didn’t need the words, if they were willing to be silent long enough to learn to speak without them.
I don’t trust the ocean, either; it would kill me as soon as not. It doesn’t mean I’m afraid of it.
He sounded absolutely miserable. “Are you ever going to speak to me?
I said uselessly, “Sam, don’t go.”Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. “These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it’s me. Please.
When Ronan thought of Gansey, he thought of moving into Monmouth Manufacturing, of nights spent in companionable insomnia, of a summer searching for a king, of Gansey asking the Gray Man for his life. Brothers.
I take it we’re friends now,” Henry said. “We must be,” Gansey replied. “Jane says it should be so.””It should be so,” Blue agreed.
Violence was a disease Gansey didn’t think he could catch. But all around him, his friends were slowly infected.
Do you eat all of the men in the family? Where do they go? Does this house have a basement?
It’s easy to convince men to love you, Puck. All you have to do is be a mountain they have to climb or a poem they don’t understand. Something that makes them feel strong or clever. It’s why they love the ocean.
Crashing into the trembling voidStretching my hand to youLosing myself to frigid regretIs this fragile loveA wayTo sayGood-bye
He trailed through hallways, ducking under arms no longer there, excusing himself as he pressed through conversations long since ended.
I had spent so much of life being afraid or living the memory of being afraid.
I remembered his laugh, like a flock of crows taking off
One day a wolf bit a man and the man caught it. Magic or science, it’s all the same. The only thing magical about it is that we can’t explain it.” ~Sam
Somewhere along the way, during this hunt for Glendower, he’d forgotten to notice how much magic there was in the world. How much magic that wasn’t just buried in a tomb. He was feeling it now.
Adam stopped by one of the beasts near the front; its shoulder was taller than him, its great skull even higher, and above it all spread a set of antlers that seemed massive in comparison even to the giant skeleton. It was beautiful.
Gansey always thought that, after dark, it felt like anything could happen. At night, Henrietta felt like magic, and at night, magic felt like it might be a terrible thing.
Being the Magician isn’t about being powerful when you have things and useless when you don’t,” Persephone said.”The Magician sees what is out there and finds connections. The Magician can make anything magical.
For some reason, Beck’s unexpected kindness was hard to bear – it made tears prick my eyes where Jack’s threats hadn’t.
So many of the world’s problems, he mused, were solved by sheer human decency.
I had risked everything and gained everything, and here I was of the world and in it.
Adam was not always alone, but he was always lonesome. Even in a group, he was slowly perfecting the skill of holding himself separate. It was easier than one might expect; the others allowed him to do it.
The inside of the old Camaro smelled like asphalt and desire, gasoline and dreams.
Gansey had once told Adam that he was afraid most people didn’t know how to handle Ronan. What he meant by this was that he was worried that one day someone would fall on Ronan and cut themselves.
Somewhere close bye, a man is moaning; he’s been trampled or thrown or bitten. He sounds resentful or surprised. Did no one tell him that pain lives in this sand, dug in and watered with our blood?
(Malory, unhopeful: “I don’t suppose you have any tea?” Jesse: “DO YOU WANT EARL GREY OR DARJEELING?” Malory: “Oh, sweet heavens!”)
In her small voice, Persephone said, “I have nothing to add.” After a moment of consideration, she added, however, “If you are going to punch someone, don’t put your thumb inside your fist. It would be a shame to break it.
So here’s my theory, and this is such crap science, I don’t have to tell you. It’s science without microscopes, blood tests, or reality.
You know what I mean. I’m telling you I was stupid over it. I thought it was about trying so hard to survive that you didn’t have the time to be a good parent. Obviously, that’s not it. Because you and I, we’re both…wealthy in love.
…she made her home in between the pages of books.
This is a love story. I never knew there were so many kinds of love or that love could make people do so many different things.I never knew there were so many different ways to say goodbye.
My wolf was a cute guy and he was holding my hand. I could die happy.
I remembered the pain as clearly as if I were shifting — the pain of loss. I felt the agony of the single moment that I lost myself. Lost what made me Sam. The part of me that could remember Grace’s name.
You’re not going to die,” I told her, lifting my head to look at her. “I’m not done writing songs about you yet.
I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye
I saw her face then, and I recognized something of myself in her expression. Her eyes flicked over the shelves, seeking possibilities for escape.
Forever?”Sam’s lips smiled, but above his grin, his yellow eyes turned sad, as if he knew it was a lie.”Longer.
It was possible that I’d thrown one too many Molotov cocktails over God’s fence.
I don’t believe in raw evil.” Noah said, “It doesn’t care if you believe in it
No one was meant to see hell before they got there. No one should have to live with the devil. So many homilies on faith were ruined once you no longer required it for belief.
It wasn’t that Henry was less of himself in English. He was less of himself out loud. His native language was thought.
Is that all?” she whispered.Gansey closed his eyes. “That’s all there is.
I am only my money. It is all anyone sees, even Adam.
And so you know what I did with those sad things? I put them in boxes. I put the sad things in the boxes in my head, and I closed them up and I put tape on them and I stacked them up in the corner and threw a blanket over them.””Braintape?
The key, Gansey found, was that you had to believe that they existed; you had to realized they were part of something bigger. Some secrets only gave themselves up to those who’d proven themselves worthy.
My chest ached, my body speaking a language my head didn’t quite understand.
I wish you could be kissed, Jane,” he said. “Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.” He flailed an arm toward the stars.
It’s only because I’ve lived with brothers that I realize, after a moment, that he’s not looking outside but rather inside, wrestling with something inside himself. And there’s nothing for it but to wait.
Memories are like dreams. You remember how you got to the front of the classroom with no clothes on.
I remembered standing in the middle of the street in front of The Crooked Bookshelf, filled with the certainty of a future. I had heard the wolves howling behind the house and remembered how glad I had been to be human.
There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn’t remember what the sky looked like. But I didn’t die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.
I was wild and tame and pulled into shreds and crushed into being all at once.
You’re like a song I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew untill I heard it again
The air moved slowly around his body, somehow tangible, gold flaked, every dust mote a lantern.
I seem at once cursed to say precisely what I’m thinking to him and unable to tell what he thinks about it.
Isabel had gone silent in a way that shouted the silence to me.
One thousand ways to say goodbyeOne thousands way to cryOne thousands ways to hang your hatbefore you go outsideI say goodbye goodbye goodbyeI shout it so loudCause the next time that i find my voiceI mught not remember how
Please open please if there’s any justice in this world.
Please just tell me where you are.His heart hurt with the wanting of it, the hurt no less painful fro being difficult to explain.
The truth is, until you know any different, the island is enough.Actually, I know different. And it’s still enough.
It was another country. It was a country for the young, a country where you died before you got old.
It’s not about fancy literary prizes. It’s not about seeming impenetrable or smart or high fallutin. I’m not trying to impress anyone. I am trying to make you feel a story, that’s all.
When you’re tired, sleep. Don’t watch stupid tv or play games on your phone. Sleep, and then get up early, and do the stuff you hope you’ll be known for after you die.
Sam- ” After you were bitten, i knew what would happen. I waited for you to change, every night, so i could bring you back and keep you from getting hurt.” Grace- ” How long did you wait?” Sam- ” I haven’t stopped.
You’re my change of skin/ my summer-winter-fall/ I spring to follow you/ this loss is beautiful
I thought, possibly, that what I really needed was to go where nobody knew me and start over again, with none of my previous decisions, conversations, or expectations coming with me.
I don’t care to be pretty,” Blue shot back hotly, “I care to look on the outside like I look on the inside.
She stood on the ledge of his smile and looked over the edge.
One thousand brilliant stars punched holes in my consciousness, pricking me with longing. I could stare at the stars for hours, their infinite number and depth pulling me into a part of myself that I ignored during the day.
Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered. He said, “That’s how I would kiss you, if I loved you.
Like, when you kiss him, POW, he gets hit by a bear. Totally not your fault. You shouldn’t feel bad about that. It’s not your bear.
…all she could think was ‘This is how close a kiss is’. It felt every bit as dangerous as she’d imagined.
All food eaten in anticipation of a kiss is delicious.
Annie looks dreamy, but she always does because she can’t see farther than three feet away. Elizabeth looks vaguely angry, but she always does because she can see farther than three feet away.
Food,” I suggested. “Sleep. That’s what I need. To get the hell away from here.”Cole frowned at me, as if I’d suggested “ducks” and “yoga”.
Adam, on the other end of the boat, looked extremely unimpressed with Ronan’s lack of heat tolerance. “I didn’t say anything.” “Whatever, man,” Ronan replied. “I know that face. You were born in hell, you’re used to it.
– You’re going to have to be brave.- I’m always brave.- Braver than that.
I wonder how long it will take for me to feel as adult inside as I look outside.
Are you sure you want to go out with someone with that kind of history? …He could have a psychotic break. I read that people get those when they’re twenty-eight.
I was surfing the Internet for a different sort of education. I surfed for photos of circus freaks and synonyms for the word intercourse and for answers to why staring at the stars in the evening tore my heart with longing.
The most dangerous and wonderful creature alive is the human.
that’s because it’s from the night, and the night keeps secrets
Because Niall Lynch was the biggest liar of them all, and he’d stuffed all of that into his eldest son. There was not much difference between a lie and a secret.
Gansey knew enough people with secrets not to be dazzled into easily using them as currency.
It was hidden in things Adam already knew, half-glimpsed behind a forest made of thoughts.
All of us have secrets in our lives. We’re keepers or keptfrom, players or played. Secrets and cockroaches — that’s what will be left at the end of it all.
Piper’s lust was like a single bear trap in the wilderness. It was nearly impossible to find if you were looking for it, but it was something you wanted to be prepared for if you stepped into it by accident.
You’re my change of skin / my summer-winter-fall / I spring to follow you / this loss is beautiful.
Peeling off my skin / leaving just my eyes behind / You see inside my head / Still know that you are mine.
sloughing my skin / escaping it’s grip / stripped of my wit / it hurts to be me .
She draws patterns on my face / These lines make shapes that can’t replace / the version of me that I hold inside / when lying with you, lying with you, lying with you.
They didn’t even had the authority to choose an alcoholic beverage. They couldn’t be deciding who deserved to live or die.
I couldn’t think of anything that didn’t sound trivial, so I just nodded.
Not all. Some of them he probably lectured to death.
He was kind. People bothered him. He thought we should be more concerned with the world around us and how our actions would affect things years down the road.
You have to take it off the table,’ Jeremy said, finally. ‘It’s always going to be an option, otherwise. You’re going to have to give it up and mean it, or it’ll always be your solution when things go bad.
Ronan,” Noah said, “I have a super bad feeling.””It’s called being dead,” Ronan replied.
My mother always said that I was born out of a bottle of vinegar instead of born from a womb and that she and my father bathed me in sugar for three days to wash it off. I try to behave, but I always go back to the vinegar.
Adam mused, “Incorruptus. I never thought anyone would use that word to describe Lynch.” Ronan looked as pleased as a pit viper ever could.
This was like walking the line between dream and sleep. The night-sharp balance of being asleep enough to dream and awake enough to remember what he wanted.
I’m just warning you,” Neeve said. “Watch out for the devil. When there’s a god, there’s always a legion of devils.
Ronan didn’t need physics. He could intimidate even a piece of plywood into doing what he wanted.
As Gansey led the way out, Noah said to Ronan, “I know why you’re mad.”Ronan sneered at him, but his pulse heaved. “Tell me then, prophet.”Noah said, “It’s not my job to tell other people’s secrets.
Behind him, he heard Ronan say, “I like the way you losers thought Instagram before first aid. Fuck off.
It was easier to tell a hero from villain when the stakes were only life or death. Everything in between gets harder.
Without turning on the light, I went to my bed and lay down, my arm thrown across the mattress, my hand aching because Grace wasn’t underneath it
His heart hurt with the wanting of it, the hurt no less painful for being difficult to explain.
I’m so tired I never want to wake up again. But I’ve figured out now that it was never them that made me feel that way. It was just me, all along.
Delia was an overbearing cake with condescending frosting, and frankly, I was on a diet.
The tourists always seem to want something. On Thisby, it’s less about wanting, and more about being.” I wonder after I say it if he’ll think I sound like have no drive or ambition.
I slowly climbed back to my feet, walked back into the emergency department through the silently swishing glass doors, and, covered in my girlfriend’s blood, lied perfectly for the first time in my life. “I tried to stop her.
I didn’t know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i’d forgotten. Sort of like a splinter – not when you first get it under your skin, but the slow ache after it has been taken out.
Wie lange braucht man jeden Tag, bis man sich kennt.””How long it takes us, each day, to know each other.
Kissing’s a lot like laughing. If the joke’s funny, it doesn’t matter how long it’s been since you last heard one.
People shout when they don’t have the vocabulary to whisper.
We sat like that for a long while, and when we stood up, all my sad things were in boxes, and Beck was my father.
Past conversations were slowly realigning in Blue’s head, taking on new shades of meaning as they did.
She tried to ignore that, this close to the man, he had the overpowering chemical scent of a manly shower gel. That sort that normally came in a black bottle and was called something like SHOCK or EXCITE or BLUNT TRAUMA.
It’s all you think about, all you talk about, and all you want us to talk about. What in the world would we call something like that? Oh, yeah! An obsession!
It’s a strange thing, to be talked about instead of talked to.
I saw myself as an outsider as a teen. I was home-schooled and got my G.E.D. when I was 16 I wasn’t interested in high school at all and figured that college might be more entertaining.
When I was a teen, I thought I would have to choose between my writing or my music or my art, but it turns out it’s a difficult juggling game but I can do all of them.
I’m very easily distracted unless I have music on. Listening to music while I brainstorm makes me think of scenes that would fit the mood of the music I’m playing.