Is this thing safe?””Safe as life,” Gansey replied.

You don’t have to do this,” Ronan said.”There isn’t anything else, man.””There’s reality.”Kavinsky laughed the word. “Reality! Reality’s what other people dream for you.””Reality’s where other people are,” Ronan replied. He stretched out his arms....

I don’t trust the ocean, either; it would kill me as soon as not. It doesn’t mean I’m afraid of it.

Ronan said, “I’m always straight.”Adam replied “Oh, man, that’s the biggest lie you’ve ever told.

Food,” I suggested. “Sleep. That’s what I need. To get the hell away from here.”Cole frowned at me, as if I’d suggested “ducks” and “yoga”.

I didn’t know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i’d forgotten. Sort of like a splinter – not when you first get it under your skin,...

Mother and daughter like spoons in a drawer.

i want to remember

It’s horribly cute.” He kissed me, looked at the hat, and then he kissed me again. I vowed never to lose the pom-pom hat.

Grace stopped in the door, dimly silhouetted by the dull gray morning light, and looked back at me, at my eyes, my mouth, my hands, in a way that made something inside me knot and...

It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.

Crashing into the trembling voidStretching my hand to youLosing myself to frigid regretIs this fragile loveA wayTo sayGood-bye

You’re like a song I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew untill I heard it again

I stood on my toes and stole a soft kiss from his lips. “Surprise attack,” I said.Sam leaned down and kissed me back, his mouth lingering on mine, teeth grazing my lower lip, making me...

I guess I make things that need energy stronger. I’m like a walking battery.””You’re the table everyone wants at Starbucks,” Gansey mused as he began to walk again.Blue blinked. “What?”Over his shoulder, Gansey said, “Next...

Ronan,” Noah said, “I have a super bad feeling.””It’s called being dead,” Ronan replied.

In the darkness, he is invisible, but I can still feel him beside me. Sometimes you don’t have to see something to know it is there.

Make sure the seaweed lies flat.”Okay.”Leave an inch below the knee.”Okay.”It’s got to be loose enough to put a finger in the top.”Sean Kendrick.’ I say it emphatically enough that the stallion’s ears prick toward...

When Gansey was polite, it made him powerful. When Adam was polite, he was giving power away.

So many of the world’s problems, he mused, were solved by sheer human decency.

I knew he wouldn’t come, but I howled anyway, and when I did, the other wolves would pass images of him to me of what he looked like: lithe, gray, yellow-eyed. I would pass back...

The most dangerous and wonderful creature alive is the human.

Mr. Kendrick was born on a horse and he’ll die on one, and maybe that’s not something you can breed for. He’s one of those rare men who can make a horse work for him...

Because you have only known me for like fourteen seconds and seven of those were us making out and you still know more about me than all of my friends in this stupid place.

Life’s pain. You just have to get over as much of it as you can.-Isabel Culpeper

The inside of the old Camaro smelled like asphalt and desire, gasoline and dreams.

It wasn’t the sort of kiss I’d had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn’t the sort of kiss I’d had with anyone before. This kiss was so soft that it was like a...

In some parallel universe, there was a Gansey who could tell Blue that he found the ten inches of her bare calves far more tantalizing than the thirteen cubic feet of bare skin Orla sported....

The key, Gansey found, was that you had to believe that they existed; you had to realized they were part of something bigger. Some secrets only gave themselves up to those who’d proven themselves worthy.

Self-confidence is not the same thing as ego. This is not to say that the two don’t (frequently) dance hand in hand down the street, pushing over old ladies in crosswalks and kicking baby kittens....

Ronan’s second secret was Adam Parrish.

I wish you could be kissed, Jane,’ he said. ‘Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.’ He flailed an arm toward the stars.

When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced familiarity of the accumulated memory of all our kisses.

Ronan Lynch lived with every sort of secret.

Rilke says: Verweilung, auch am Verstrautesten nicht, ist uns gegeben – We are not allowed to linger, even with what is most intimate.

The air moved slowly around his body, somehow tangible, gold flaked, every dust mote a lantern.

I want you to listen to me, if you can.” I leaned the side of my face against his ruff and remembered the golden wood he had shown me so long ago. I remembered the...

He strode over to the ruined church. This, Blue had discovered, was how Gansey got places – striding. Walking was for ordinary people.

Adam understood, then, that Gansey and Blue’s awe changed this place. Ronan and Adam may have seen this place as magical, but Gansey and Blue’s wonder made it holy.

I just looked at her, feeling utterly empty. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say to her. My life is in that bed. Please let me stay.

It was a sort of ferocious, quiet beauty, the sort that wouldn’t let you admire it. The sort of beauty that always hurt.

They couldn’t hurt Gansey. Nothing could hurt him; people who said money couldn’t buy everything hadn’t seen anyone as rich as the Aglionby boys. They were untouchable, immune to life’s troubles. Only death couldn’t be...

Isabel had gone silent in a way that shouted the silence to me.

I remembered the pain as clearly as if I were shifting — the pain of loss. I felt the agony of the single moment that I lost myself. Lost what made me Sam. The part...

I know that face. You were born in hell, you’re used to it.

I had done something wrong. I shouldn’t have shown him. But he had known, hadn’t he? What had I done? I retreated quickly down the aisle, pushing my way through the double doors into the...

Wie lange braucht man jeden Tag, bis man sich kennt.””How long it takes us, each day, to know each other.

Being Adam Parrish was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. He was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival. The most important thing to Adam Parrish, though,...

His home was populated by things and creatures from Niall Lynch’s dreams, and his mother was just another one of them

I said uselessly, “Sam, don’t go.”Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. “These stay the same. Remember that when you look at...