Never, never, never. I am never going to forget you.
—I don’t want to lose you—Then why are you the one that keeps letting go?
When it came to adults, it was better not to talk. They had a way of hearing one thing and processing it as something else. No reason to give them an excuse to hurt you.
She shows up everywhere, at any time, like she can guesswhat we’re going to do before we do it.”“The lady is good at what she does,” Liam confirmed.“Can you please not compliment the person trying to drag our asses back to camp?
Oh my God, Green,” I heard Chubs say from somewhere in the room. “Just take the damn socksand put the kid out of his misery.
My fear for you outweighs my fear of him,” he said simply. “And I told you, didn’t I? If you left, I’d follow you.”But should you try to leave on your own, know that I will go to the ends of the earth to bring you back.
Why are you so weird?””Because my weird has to be able to cancel out your weird, Lady Cross-stitch.””At least what I do is considered an art form.””Yes, in ye olde medieal Europse you would’ve been quite the catch-
—the longer you silence a violin, the harder it is for it to find its true voice again.
Free the fire fluttering inside her rib cage. Work her muscles, the bow, the violin, until she played herself to ash and embers and left the rest of the world behind to smolder.
I was coming to see the heavier your heart got, the strongest you had to be to keep carrying it around.
You want to know the real reason they never let us touch or talk to each other if they could help it? It made us strong. If you have people who love you, you can fall back on them when you’re afraid.
Now isn´t the time to change yourself to fit into the world… you should be changing the world to accept you. To let you exist as you are, without being cut open and damaged.
I’m not… I’m not without a heart,’ he heard Sophia say, her chin raised, eyes straight ahead. ‘I’m not. I just don’t have the luxury of being soft. I am trying to survive.
He could silence me, but Rob had no power over my mind
She imagined she could taste the storm in him, the battering winds of desperation and frustration that met her own, blow for blow.
What was the point of being holed up with someone who didn’t believe in me when I had people out there who did?
You’d be surprised how little voice you have when you lose everything.
…what does the future look like?…’A deep blue, fading into golds and reds-like fire on a horizon. Afterlight. It’s a sky that wants you to guess if the sun is about to rise or set.
I had the strangest feeling-like I had lost something without ever really having it in the first place-that i wasn’t what I once was, and wasn’t at all what I was meant to be.
Sometimes the darkness lives inside you, and sometimes it wins.
I pulled myself from his mind, day by day, piece by piece, memory by memory, until there was nothing of Ruby left to weigh him down or keep him bound to my side..
A moment later, Liam’s bright blue eyes opened, and he was seeing me. He just wasn’t seeing Ruby.
You’re missing the point. It’s not that I believe in what Lee’s saying; it’s that I hope he’s right. I really, really hope he’s right, because what’s the alternative?
I had the strangest feeling — like I had lost something without ever really having it in the first place — that I wasn’t what I once was, and wasn’t at all what I was meant to be. The sensation made me feel hollow down to my bones.
I knew I wasn’t making sence, but I couldn’t seem to connect my thoughts to my tongue. That feeling… How did you tell someone that?
For the longest time, I saw them as the end of my journey, but now I think they were always meant to represent the beginning of yours.
It’s our choices that matter in the end. Not wishes, not words, not promises.
None of this is your fault,’ I told him. ‘None of it. You aren’t responsible for what other people do, good or bad. Everyone is just making the choices they think will help them get by.
Home isn’t four walls, it’s the people you’re with.
I bet it gets pretty lonely with only your ego for company.
He said he’d never remarry, because he’d never find another lady that fit so neatly at his side. He called her his equal in spirit.
If she’s not alright, I’m going to rip out his heart and eat it.” I nodded. “You really shouldn’t eat raw meat,” Chubs said.
Hey Boo, I’m in this now, too, & I got a lot of experience playing assholes like they’re fucking harps. You need backup, I got you. Stop trying to convince yourself that you’re in this alone.
Are you driving this slow because you have no idea where we’re going, or because you’re hoping we jump out of the car & put ourselves out of our misery?
I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’d be up for hearing about the one-eyed chick,” Vida said with a shrug. “You are atually the worst person I have ever met,” Chubs said. “And people like you are the reason we have middle fingers.
I was looped in on your little romantic quest. The only way to get me out without it looking suspicious was to suggest that I come after you dumb asses, since I supposedly know your crappy personality so well.
I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’d be up for hearing about the one-eyed chick
I know I’m going to shred the skin off your face and turn it into hair ribbons.
And for the love of God, bitch, don’t get stabbed this time!
The end. But I’m telling you now, if either of you breathe a word -one goddamn word- about Cate, I will come down on you so hard, they’ll be naming hurricanes after me for a fucking century.
This kid has more mood swings than a toddler’s birthday party.
They call you Medusa. One wrong look and your brain turns to stone.
A mannequin? An unfeeling heartless bitch who feeds on others’ misery and is physically incapable of crying, unless it’s tears of blood?
I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’d be up for hearing about the one-eyed chick.
My mom used to say that sometimes just saying something aloud was enought to make it true. I wasn’t so sure about that.
Fire is calling my name. It is whispering words of encouragement, sweet things. It wants out, for me to fan the heat until it’s a vortex that can’t and won’t be stopped.
Hours of being asked:”Do you understand?” But for all of her answers, she never got around the one question I had wanted to ask.”What does it feel like?
What good is honour when greed eats away at its foundations?
If I wasn’t the same person I had been six years ago, how could I expect her to be?
It’s always easier to take something than work for it…
See how many doors open, Alastor said, when someone with influence and ideas comes along with a key? Fortune can be hoarded, or it can be shared.
Nope,” he whispered, when I tried to tug it away. “Mine now.
When a girl cries, few things are more worthless than a boy.
I didn’t have time for tears anymore. I had questions.
You gotta stand up and walk, Gem,” he said quietly, turning his back on them. “You have to walk out of here. Not just for them, but for yourself. Come on. You have to walk out of here on your own two feet.”So I did.
You gotta stand up and walk, Gem,” he said quietly, turning his back on them. “You have to walk out of here. Not just for them, but for yourself. Come on. You have to walk out of here on your own two feet. So I did.
You gotta stand up and walk, Gem,” he said quietly, turning his back on them. “You have to walk out of here. Not just for them, but for yourself. Come on. You have to walk out of here on your own two feet.” So I did.
This time should have been no different. But it was.
Who could be satisfied with seeking out the four corners of one small world, when there was the whole of time to be had?
How do you fight against a mountain? How do you move it when you don’t even have a shovel?” “Maybe you don’t have to move it,” Etta said, folding the gown over the lid of the trunk. “Maybe you have to climb it.
But there’s a beginning in an end, you know? It’s true that you can’t reclaim what you had, but you can lock it up behind you. Start fresh.
Are you sure this isn’t a nightmare? And that we won’t just wake up?Yes.Because dreamers always wake up and leave their monsters behind.
My mom said once that education was a privilege not afforded to everyone, but she was wrong–it wasn’t a privilege. It was our right. We had the right to a future.
Familial betrayal is, to me, the most heartbreaking kind – because if you can’t trust your family to love you and protect you, who can you really trust?