Maybe everyone is just waiting for someone else to save them.
Was it still paranoia if all his fears were justified?
…is any history really all that ancient?…Doesn’t every moment from the past affect the present?
Ah, but is any history really all that ancient?’ Second asked. ‘Doesn’t every moment from the past affect the present?’ This man was more annoying than any history teacher Jordan had ever had.
Why did everyone like that story so much when it wasn’t true? Why was everyone so eager to believe it? Was it because, in real life, ever after’s generally stink?
It’s like I’d been walking a tightrope with a big safety net underneath me, but I never really thought about the net until someone took it away. And then every single step scared me to death.
I like the fact that kids are willing to be imaginative and go along with me when I’m telling strange tales.
I start to think, ‘It’s awful being too poor to even buy my own dress for homecoming.’ But that’s instantly swept away by another thought: ‘I’m so lucky that someone cates enough to loan me a dress.
I can tell you that you will have your hearts broken more by the people you love than by the people you hate. But you must still dare to love. The rewards are worth far more than the risks.
Governments will rise, and governments will fall, and man will do evil to man, and all we can do is turn our hearts to good.
Why didn’t you tell me that evil could be so lighthearted?
But things are so bad, I feel like I’m going to explode if I don’t do something.
The sudden silence is horrifying, and it seems to catch my mother off guard. A tiny whimper escapes her, the sound amplified in the stillness. Surely, my father hears her now; surely he and I can’t go on pretending she isn’t crying.
I was there laughing and joking with everyone else, but it’s like there was some part of mestanding back, watching, thinking, “Is this as good as it gets?
I loved to read when I was a kid, and as soon as I realized that an actual person got to make up the books I loved so much, I decided that that was the job for me.
There’s something about each of my books that I’m really proud of, and there’s something about each of my books that I cringe over.
I was Pandora, bound and determined to open that box.
But, really, are there any guys out there who aren’t jerks? I don’t even know any grown-up men who aren’t jerks.
At times like this, Eryn didn’t feel like they were just twins. They were teammates. They were partners. They were two halves of the same brain.
That porch is a happy-looking place, and my father – burdened, stoop-shouldered, cadaverously thin – doesn’t seem to belong on it.
But it’d be nice to have someone who cared about me, someone I could talk toabout anything, someone who’d tell me I was really special.
We will not be stupid girls. We will not be powerless girls. We will not be useless girls
The truth is, time travel is hard, and people are lazy.
He made time travel sound almost like hide-and-seek or capture the flag or some other spylike game–only with higher stakes and greater consequences.