Your passions don’t have to connect to one another and no one needs to sign off on them. Passion isn’t logical… it’s only the fuel which keeps our souls alive. Let it be that simple.

I think I knew from the first moment I met her, she would be the one to replace me. I didn’t think it would happen that fast, but it did.

People make mistakes all the time –some of us just are in more of a position to leave an impact when we do.

Being a spy was something like standing on the south shore fending off a hurricane with a $2 poncho and an umbrella.

Alan: Conning people out of their savings. Forgery. Blackmail. Selling real estate on Mars. We could have it all. You with me, Bambi?”Sin: “Clive, I was with you from ‘I’m a social worker.

Apparently I couldn’t even pretend to be normal.

I don’t like hello. It makes me sound like I have dementia, like I’ve never heard a phone ring before and I don’t know what’s supposed to happen next. Hello?

My mouth dropped open, because even if it wasn’t my best friend, I knew the guy who was presently rubbing the short stubble on his chin. The only new thing about him was the little...

Every day is its own infinity, every hour, its own eternity, every minute, its own forever.

Try and stop me.

I want to have a record of your nudity in one of my works of art.”~Larsson TIGER

You’re into her. You’re into the girl we came here to kill.

I wanted to protect her, and, if I couldn’t do that, I’d at least be there for her. (Eric)

I nodded. I was ready. In fact I was so ready that if he didn’t do something soon, if he didn’t touch me in the next five seconds, it was very possible I might die....

There was still a bit of sunshine in the sky, not that it mattered. High treetops and reaching branches entombed us from above in a dark coffin. It was still in the afternoon. We had...

Sólo quiero que recuerdes cómo era antes de Justin. ,Recuerdas lo feliz que eras? A tu manera, claro. Dos o tres sonrisas diarias ya eran bastante. Sé que Justin no tiene la culpa y tú...

Flashes of my past lives kept crawling across my vision. I had Akima’s laugh, Eve’s blind ability to love, and Marrah’s unwavering belief in family. I was all of these women and none of them....

Sister Maria Martinez whom I believe I’ve mentioned before has been giving me cooking classes. Today I learned how to bake mean banana bread. The secret apparently is half a cup of dark rum.

Cinderella of course,” Danielle giggled.

If there is one thing worse than self-pity, it was other people’s pity.

From now until eternity meets its end, you will walk by faith and not by sight.

If Amber kept up her act forever, it would only be a matter of time before the broken pieces of her real self were too small to ever be put back together. I didn’t know...

I guess I like things that take time and attention. More worthwhile that way.

Do you ever wear leather?” the guy asks.”What?””Leather. Do you like leather?””It doesn’t exactly wipe me out.””I like to see boys in leather.”I look at him cool. “Okay,” I say, “what is it you want...

there are some some times in life where you have to let your feelings go and do what must be done

Personal opinion time: some of the bravest, strangest, coolest stories right now are being told in the young adult space. It’s stuff that doesn’t fly by tropes or adhere to rules — appropriate, perhaps, since...

And once you’ve been to this Center, this Truth, you’ll know your way everywhere. You are never lost again.

Kyle must have seen my panic, because when I looked up at him again, his jacket and shirt were off and he was handing me his shirt. The sight of him with no shirt on...

I liked to count my blessings in a world where they were so few, and he was one of mine.

The marks we leave are too often scars.

Oil and Water, Daddy calls us. At four years younger than me, Katie is only fourteen and she already has half the boys in town eating from her pretty little hand. She tells me I...

Ouch! I feel bitch slapped– Matt Carter

You can’t let your light die out. Yours is the only light on my dark path. Without it, I will be forever lost.

How do you explain plastic to a medieval forest bard?

She feels him scoot closer, the heat of him radiating off his chest and absorbing into her skin. His legs straddle her from behind, and he places delicate kisses along her shoulder, her back, the...

Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long.Good things come to those who wait.

Thirty-two steps until Haley Tremaine entered hell. Thirty-two steps until she walked into the smell of alcohol and burned microwaveable meals, into a place where fear overwhelmed.

Death is but a dream and life is merely the daydream of death.

If she had looked into his eyes at that very moment she would have seen the inferno that she had thrown him into.

I love the Princess Diaries series! Do you?

Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, lemme tell you. Those are big years. Everybody always thinks of it as a time of adolescence—just getting through to the real part of your life—but it’s more than that. Sometimes...

Someday, Ry, you are going to realize who Darren really is. He’s a prince, and he’s only going to break your heart.

He was beyond gorgeous. But Eastlake High was full of pretty people who acted like total freaks. I blame the local water supply. Which was why I drank bottled water.

He hoots as he passes. Another one whistles. I know this is stupid, inviting trouble. But it feels so good to be wanted, I can’t help myself.

Insane love.Loving insanity.Insanity and love…

Paige, you will have two tasks tonight,’ he said, turning to face me. ‘Both will test the limits of your sanity. Will you believe me if I tell you that they will help you?”Not likely,’...

YA stories feature a young adult protagonist or protagonists and usually focus on that character’s journey toward maturity (the tradition of the Bildungsroman.). Learning about love / relationships is an important part of that stage...

In life, if a door closes, all you need to do is move to the window; as long as your whiskers can clear the space you will move through effortlessly. quote by T.G. the “Feline...

The terror is trapped inside of him and paralyzes him. He closes his eyes again and tries to drown out the scream – but it keeps ringing and ringing and ringing in his ears.

‘Now I lay me down to sleep…’” To me, just random noise. Gibberish. I wasn’t sure exactly what it was, but I felt that, when it came to God, there was a broken promise in...