I’m just as big a fool as the rest of them.

Sorry, dear. This isn´t fairy tale. There´s no happily ever after. Just… ever after.

So did you bring me down here to show me how artistic you are?” “No, I just wanted to talk to you alone. You know… get to know each other better.” “In case you didn’t...

Congratulations, everyone,” I announce as I open the door to Noam’s study. “You’ve finally broken Meira, the crazy, orphaned soldier-girl. She’s snapped, all thanks to the mention of floral arrangements.

We could do it, you know. What? Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.

‘You have a mother? ‘His mouth quirked with humor. ‘Yep, and a father too! Every kid normally has one of each to begin with.’ He was teasing me in an affectionate way…

It’s easy to remember, because dating rhymes with mating, and they’re almost the same […] So your mom thinks we’re ma– Uh, dating?

Love when you can, and fight when you must, but stand together and never give up, not to the enemy, and not on each other.

Why was it that boys said girls were so hard to understand when she hadn’t known a single guy who hadn’t confused her to the point of screaming?

We combine our three packs of pasta for dinner – pesto. We tip the dried stuff into a pan, add water and simmer. We try it, looking at each other with disbelief as it hits...

Getting up from the bed, Dominick approaches me at a slow predatory pace. Once again, I cannot move my feet.

Little mouse,” a voice said through the keyhole. “Don’t you know the more you wriggle, the greater the cat’s delight?

I think you’ve got to get out whatever’s hurting you through your art, so it doesn’t twist you up inside.

I’m just going to say her name,” he said.

I walked forward simply because there was no going back.

You can’t conquer everything in a day. Or even a week. Maybe not even a year. There’s no way to work hard at grieving. You just have to let it happen. And you are, so...

As he read, I feel in love the way you fall asleep: slow, and then all at once.

Love is rare and hard to find and takes years upon years to develop. Teenagers don’t fall in love.

I’ve never liked urban myths. I’ve never liked pretending to believe in them; never understood why everyone else doesn’t see straight through them. Why is it they’ve always happened to a friend of a friend...

It could be why you’re still single.

It took me a moment to realize but I was having an epiphany. I was standing in the middle of Times Square wearing nothing but purple tennis sneakers with the laces pulled out, clutching an...

The night surrounds, breathes across her skin. They’re lost in the shadows of the moon.

Why I felt the need to always disobey everyone around me was beyond me. But I guess being sixteen years old made me susceptible to bouts of irrational behaviour and the occasional notion that I...

When he began to play again, then sing those first few words, Aimee felt a flutter in her stomach she wasn’t able to squelch. She wasn’t a robot, after all. And it wasn’t so bizarre...

Teeth were created to be shown.

She placed her make-up bag in front of her, opened it, then ignored the contents. She used it for show and always as a warning to the body that she may one day use it!

I was going to kiss him, and I was going to regret it. But at that moment, I couldn’t bring myself to care.

When I first met him (Michael) at the beginning of the year and found out that I would have to be his lab partner in bio and the year-long series of projects in AP English,...

Fix me,” I commanded him. “This thing, what I’ve done- there’s something wrong with me, Noah. Fix it.”Noah’s expression broke my heart as he brushed my hair from my face and skimmed the line of...

Picking me up, Lucas lays me on a blanket of soft sand and says, “You have no idea what you do to me.

Effie Seabright, we’ve been fated to meet you for a long time.

Damn it! It was a stupid plan!” Uri swung an arm around behind himself and his bag being the nearest object in reach, swung it across the room with as much force as he could...

She is beautiful, soft hair nearly midnight in color, large eyes nearly as dark, and ivory skin like the petals of the lily, and she wore a fragrance of jasmine. But ’tis her willfulness that...

I don’t know much about psychoanalysis, but I don’t believe that we can blame our actions on our upbringings. If we could, then nobody would be responsible for anything they do.

I still have the scars from when they captured me and beat me in the middle of the street.””You don’t get scars.””Emotional scars then.

I’d been called a freak, and worse, all through school. Now that I’d finally graduated, I was sick of it. I’d hoped that no one would ever call me names again. Oh well, if wishes...

After a lifetime of wanting to be loved, she didn’t think she could bear it if it finally happened just before she was about to die.

The fire crackled. On Jutaire, without oxygen, the fire is different. Fed by different air. Maybe it wishes it were orange, for it sputters and reaches up to the sky with angry fists of blue...

In the dream, Tana’s mother loved her more than anyone or anything. More than death.-Tana-page 21-chapter 4

Human, witch, goblin, or whatever, a kiss is what is it is created from. Every moment, every heartache, every breath of fear and passion and longing was all wound up in this one kiss. It...

He reached forward to cup my cheek, the touch surprising me. “Please understand that no matter what I am or what has happened in the past, I am yours. I am devoted to you above...

I stared at him. Did he really just say that? Did he remember? The way he looked back at me, one eyebrow raised, I knew he did. And this time, I was the one to...

She slips into the seat at our table, refusing to look up at me. I reach for her hand, sending a shiver through me when our finger tips touch. She glances at me, her eyes...

Wicked eyes are not a good prospect for seminary boys. They want a gentle, soft sort of wife, not a wife who looks as though she may sprout wings and carry off the young children...

The mouse began to shift and Kammy marvelled at the sight. Soon a second boy stood before her. She hardly noticed Eric appear beside him.He was dressed much like Eric, though his shirt hung looser...

I’m not sure about all the particulars that led to this moment. Do I believe life is a series of dots to be connected…or that no one can outrun destiny…or that all roads lead to...

Yeah, let’s go to the hotel. Grab your purse and I’ll find your coat.

So if you want to keep me around, I expect more tweed.

The Forsaken.

His question is pretty dangerous for me to try to answer, so I don’t—it continues to hang out there like the stained underwear at a slumber party that goes unclaimed.