I want you here. I don’t care if it’s a hundred degrees and every blade of grass dies. Without you, none of that matters to me.

Laws of physicslaws of loveof time and spaceand the (in)between place(in)between you and meand where we arelost and lookinglooking and lost

She was wearing a purple T-shirt, with a skinny black dress over it that made you remember how much of a girl she was, and trashed black boots that made you forget.

But some things I didn’t have to figure out. Some things hadn’t changed, and some things never would.Except me. I had changed, and I would give anything to change back.:

Nothin’ wrong with havin’ a cat in the house. They can see what most people can’t, like the folks in the Otherworld when they cross back over – the good ones and the bad. And...

Well? Is it true? Did she?””Did she what?””You know. Fall outta the crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down?

One thing I’d realized in the last year was that there were some things no one could give you permission to do. All the same, it didn’t mean you couldn’t or shouldn’t do them— particularly...

I get it,” said Link. “Even if it wrecks everything, even if you know you’re gonna get busted, sometimes you gotta do it anyway.” “Something like that.

I’ll drive like my grandma. I’ll drive like your grandma.””You wouldn’t say that if you knew my gramma.

Seventeen moons, seventeen years,Eyes where Dark or Light appears,Gold for yes and green for no, Seventeen the last to know.

He knew, perhaps better than anyone, that we don’t get to choose what is true. We only get to choose what we do about it.

Things changed. Then they changed again. Life was like that, and even death, I guess.

A little known fact: I read all the time. books were the one thing that got me out of Gatlin, even if it was only for a little while.

You climbed into my window in the middle of the night. So, either you’re some kind of Vampire or some kind of Perv. Which is it?

We are given to the great, for great purpose, to great ends. We are given to the grave, for grave purposes, to grave ends.

I’ll never love you anymore than I do, right this second. And I’ll never love you any less than Ido, right this second.

The guy thought he was Mick Jagger. I felt bad for him.

Twelve thousand seven hundred and fifty-four dollars and three cents in coins, from six centuries.

Aunt Prue was holding one of the squirrels in her hand, while it sucked ferociously on the end of the dropper. ‘And once a day, we have ta clean their little private parts with a...

But I was beginning to feel like it all fit together, the same way everything in the bowl ends up in the bisquits, as Amma would say.

What am I doing here? The Southern Star has vanished, a Cataclyst is calling the moon out of time at the mythical Great Barrier, and you’re asking what I’m doing here? Are you serious?

I can’t read your mind, you idiot.

I have been bent and broken, but—I hope—into a better shape.

Lying on the ceiling. Refusing to go to school. Not opening up to me. Climbing water towers. “No, she’s all right.

They really hate you, yes they do. They hate everyone, how ’bout you?

There was a choice to be made, and Lena hadn’t made it. The songs never lied. At least, they hadn’t yet.

Lena was going down the list of John’s attributes in her mind, a list I was hoping wasn’t too long. “He could see and hear and smell things I couldn’t.”Link inhaled deeply, then coughed. “Dude,...

It was like being born in Germany after World War II, being from Japan after Pearl Harbor, or America after Hiroshima. History was a bitch sometimes. You couldn’t change where you were from. But still,...

The stars look like they’re so close, you could reach out and touch them. But you can’t. Sometimes things look a lot closer than they are.

I care. They bother me. And that’s why I’m stupid. That makes me exponentially more stupid than stupid. I’m stupid to the power of stupid.

Coming into your powers can be a very confusing time. Perhaps there is a book on the subject. If you like, we can go see Marian.”Yeah, right. Choices and Changes. A Modern Girl’s Guide to...

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...

It was unbelievable. She was standing there, staring at him like he was a real rock star.

Don’t think so. We all make our choices, and those choices have consequences.

She closed her eyes, and I closed mine, and even though we weren’t holding hands, it felt like we were.Because what we had, we knew.

I guess the sky in real life isn’t actually perfect. Maybe that’s what makes it so perfect.

Knowing you don’t have much time left changes things. You get kind of philosophical. And you figure things out-more like, they figure themselves out-and everything gets real clear.

I wanted to stay this way forever.Which, it turns out, was exactly five more minutes.

I’m not even sure we remembered to kiss. What we had went deeper than a kiss

Are you kidding? I’m supposed to put my books in this filthy tin coffin?

Hey, Ethan.””Yeah?””Remember the Twinkie on the bus? The one I gave you in second grade, the day we met?””The one you found on the floor and gave me without telling me? Nice.”He grinned and shot...

I couldn’t look at her. I’d been jealous and hurt, and I had dragged Liv into the middle of my own broken mess of a life. All because I thought Lena didn’t love me anymore....

In one moment I was feeling everything and I was feeling nothing.

Life without Ethan was something worse than a nightmare.It was real.So real that I refused to believe it.

Link says if a girl says not to get her a birthday present that means get me a birthday present and make sure it’s jewelry.

The right thing and the easy thing are never the same.

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.

Books?” Ridley looked disgusted. “Carry?

Nobody the dead man & Nobody the livingNobody is giving in & Nobody is givingNobody hears me but just Nobody caresNobody fears me but Nobody just staresNobody belongs to me & Nobody remainsNo Nobody knows...

When you look up/ Do you see the blue sky of what might be / Or the darkness of what will never be? / Do you see me?Kami Garcia/Margaret Stohl