Darkness, true darkness, is something more than lack of light.
The stuffs you're good at and the stuffs you're bad at are just different parts of the same thing. Same goes for people you love and the people you don't. And the people who love you and the people who don't. The only thing that mattered was that you cared about a few people.
I watched for her hair to curl, the telltale Caster breeze. It didn't move. This wasn't Caster magic she was working. It was another kind altogether. She couldn't charm her way out from under Macon's watch. She would have to resort to older magic, stronger magic, the kind that had worked best on Macon from the time she first moved to Ravenwood. Plain old love.
Ladies first." "Why is it men only say that when it's something horrible or dangerous?
I almost ran you down, remember? I have to be nice to you, so you don't have me arrested.
It's hard to imagine a place like that really exists. People have been judging me my whole life.
There's something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are.
The good and the bad, the sugar and the salt, the kicks and the kisses—what’s come before and what will come after, you and me—
It was pretty obvious Lena wanted to be asked. Another mysterious thing about girls- they want to be asked to stuff even if they don't want to go.
It was a promise she knew I might not be able to keep. But I made it anyway because I was going to find a way to make it true.
...you cannot punish a wet child for the rain.
I was a fine arts major in college, and a painter for many years. And I found that, like writing, art is very similar.
It wasn't that she was different from all the other girls at Jackson. That was obvious. It was that she made me realize how much I was just like the rest of them, even if I wanted to pretend I wasn't.
When we were together, she turned me completely inside out.
I would love to say how nice it is to see you again, but that would be a lie. And I am nothing if not honest.
I only assumed those dresses were costumes, based on the garish nature of the plumage.
South of Somewhere and north of Nowhere.
Sometimes things aren't what they seem and even a Seer can't see what's commin'.
You're not the only one falling
I stared at the creased map on my wall, the thin green line connecting all the places I had read about. There they were, all the cities of my imaginary future, held together with tape and marker and pins. In six months, a lot had changed. There was no thin green line that could lead me to my future anymore. Just a girl.
Don’t think so. We all make our choices, and those choices have consequences.
Nothing in my life is a coincidence.
There is a point. I don't know what it is, but everything I've had, and everything I've lost, and everything I felt-it meant something. Maybe there isn't a meaning to life. Maybe there's only a meaning to living. That's what I've learned. That's what I'm going to be doing from now on. Living. And loving, as sappy as it sounds
In death, lie. In living, cry. Carry me home to remember to be remembered.
bent like the branches of a tree broken like the pieces of my heart cracked like the seventeenth moon shattered like the glass in the window the day we met
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