Her eyes were like the sea before a storm on the Carolina coast.

You’re so full of crap, you could pass for a toilet.

I am the Lilum. Time. Truth. Destiny. The Endless River. The Wheel of Fate. You do not command me.

You’re incredibly, absolutely, extremely, supremely, unbelievably different.

Got it. Demon. Death. Doom.

In Light there is Dark, and in Dark there is Light.

The poems are all wrong. It’s a bang, a really big bang. Not a whimper. And sometimes gold can stay.

History was a bitch sometimes. You couldn’t change where you were from. But still, you didn’t have to stay there. You didn’t have to stay stuck in the past, like the ladies in the DAR,...

I pushed her shiny blond hair away from her face and leaned down, our faces only inches apart. She inhaled softly, our lips so close I could feel her breath and the scent of her...

Are you insinuatin’ that my daughter is a liar?””Oh, no, not at all. I’m saying your daughter is a liar. Surely you can appreciate the difference.

My body was jerking and shaking, and I remembered John when he was in the Tunnels with Lena. The weird jerking and twitching he seemed unable to control.Was this what it felt like to be...

It wasn’t about how she looked, which was pretty, even though she was always wearing the wrong clothes and those beat-up sneakers. It wasn’t about what she said in class–usually something no one else would’ve...

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?