But I was – not quite happy. Pending happy. I knew this was not really my life; it was a borrowed life. One that I was temporarily wearing until I could sort out my own.

It’s all you think about, all you talk about, and all you want us to talk about. What in the world would we call something like that? Oh, yeah! An obsession!

All of us have secrets in our lives. We’re keepers or keptfrom, players or played. Secrets and cockroaches — that’s what will be left at the end of it all.

And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me – nothing anywhere but Grace and me – she pressing her lips together as though she were keeping my kiss inside her,...

She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, a tiny, bloody angel in the snow, and they were going to destroy her.

His eyes were frighteningly alive, the curve of his mouth savage and pleased. It suddenly didn’t seem at all surprising that he should be able to pull things from his dreams.In that moment, Blue was...

Are you ever going to speak to me?

The truth is, I feel myself being fascinated and repelled by her: She’s both a mirror of myself and a door to part of this island that I’m not.

Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered. He said, “That’s how I would kiss you, if I loved you.

Are you really going to work in that?” Maura asked.Blue looked at her clothing. It involved a few thin layering shirts, including one she had altered using a method called shredding. “What’s wrong with it?”Maura...

My mother always said that I was born out of a bottle of vinegar instead of born from a womb and that she and my father bathed me in sugar for three days to wash...

My chest ached, my body speaking a language my head didn’t quite understand.I waited.But Grace, the only person in the world I wanted to know me, just ran a wanting finger over the cover of...

I stare at him. “You can’t risk not winning. Not because of me.” Sean doesn’t lift his eyes from the counter. “We make our move when you make yours. You on the inside, me on...

I was thinking lots of things, but most of them needed to stay thoughts, not words.

Grace: Outside, deep in the woods, I heard a long keening wail, and then another, as the wolves began to howl. More voices pitched in, some low and mournful, others high and short, an eerie...

Sam came around the back of the car and stopped dead when he saw me. “Oh my God, what is that?”I used my thumb and middle finger to flick the multicoloured pom-pom on top of...

that’s because it’s from the night, and the night keeps secrets

names are a way to keep people in your mind

I’m so tired I never want to wake up again. But I’ve figured out now that it was never them that made me feel that way. It was just me, all along.

right in this moment, I can´t even remember what unhappy feels like.

The poor are sad they’re poor, Adam had once mused, and turns out the rich are sad they’re rich.

There was nothing particularly intimate about the way they sat, but something about the scene made Gansey feel strange, like he’d heard an unpleasant statement and later forgotten everything about the words but the way...

I didn’t know how I could live with that knowledge, without it eating me up, without it poisoning every happy memory I had of growing up. Without it ruining everything Beck and I had.I didn’t...

The truth is, until you know any different, the island is enough.Actually, I know different. And it’s still enough.

I still watch her now, like I always did, and she watches me, her brown eyes looking out from a wolf’s face. This is the story of a boy who used to be a wolf,...

Gansey had always felt as if there were two of him: the Gansey who was in control, able to handle any situation, able to talk to anyone, and then, the other, more fragile Gansey, strung...

Right now, it’s hard to imagine that it is raining anywhere in the world.

Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each...

There were many versions of Gansey, but this one had been rare since the introduction of Adam’s taming presence. It was also Ronan’s favorite. It was the opposite of Gansey’s most public face, which was...

Gansey had once told Adam that he was afraid most people didn’t know how to handle Ronan. What he meant by this was that he was worried that one day someone would fall on Ronan...

Please open please if there’s any justice in this world.

What was a kiss without a kiss?” It was a tablecloth tugged from beneath a party service, everything jumbled against everything else in just a few chaotic moments. Fingers in hair. Hands cupping necks. Mouths...

Saw him where?””While I was sitting outside with one of my half aunts.”This seemed to satisfy Ronan was well, because he asked, “What’s the other half of her?””God, Ronan,” Adam said. “Enough.

You’ve had it the easiest. What good is all your privilege, you soft, spoiled thing, if you can’t stand on your own legs?

Grace: I picked up my sweater from the floor and crawled back into bed. Shoving my pillow aside, I balled up the sweater to use instead.I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine...

Was it okay? Adam had turned down so many offers of help from Gansey. Money for school, money for food, money for rent. Pity and charity, Adam had thought. For so long, he’d wanted Gansey...

It’s easy to convince men to love you, Puck. All you have to do is be a mountain they have to climb or a poem they don’t understand. Something that makes them feel strong or...

He was every angel and every devil.

Fine,” she said. She threw her bag in the backseat and climbed in after.

One thousand brilliant stars punched holes in my consciousness, pricking me with longing. I could stare at the stars for hours, their infinite number and depth pulling me into a part of myself that I...

Piper’s lust was like a single bear trap in the wilderness. It was nearly impossible to find if you were looking for it, but it was something you wanted to be prepared for if you...

I whisper like the sea in the horse’s ear.

His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.

This new world was a vicious, sleek world made of street lights and tight jeans, sharp smiles and fast cars. This was a city, edited. A city, pared down to its bare minimums, beautiful and...

One day a wolf bit a man and the man caught it. Magic or science, it’s all the same. The only thing magical about it is that we can’t explain it.” ~Sam

It’s only because I’ve lived with brothers that I realize, after a moment, that he’s not looking outside but rather inside, wrestling with something inside himself. And there’s nothing for it but to wait.

You’re my change of skin / my summer-winter-fall / I spring to follow you / this loss is beautiful.

People shout when they don’t have the vocabulary to whisper.

Not all. Some of them he probably lectured to death.