What I'm trying to say is that I spent the last four months learning to be alone, avoiding the world, hating pretty much anyone who so much as blinked at me." But when I am with you, I don't want to b...
I assume this kid is “normal” sixteen, like all the rest of them, whereas I’m “life can, and probably will, totally screw you” sixteen.
The patter of tentative footfalls reached my ears. I flipped on my side to face the door and saw Ansel wander by. I rolled onto my back, rubbing sleep from my eyes. I'd crashed on my bed as soons as I...
I'm afraid my jealousy is a beast I find difficult to tame," he said with a sigh.
Not all weapons are guns or blades; the most dangerous are subtle, hidden.
Bravery is all well and good, but sometimes it's much better to be cautious.
Now you have to kiss me so my feelings aren't hurt.""I meant to hurt your feelings," Charlotte said."I guess that means I'll have to kiss you myself so I feel better.
Youth is like being carried through life by a strong current," Admiral Winter said. "All you feel is the speed of the river, the thrill of rapids, never comprehending your utter lack of control, your...
If it weren’t for the fact that he’d been flat on his back in a full body cast, then recovering, he probably would be glad he missed finishing the school year since it meant he’s now enrolled at his v...
Don't ever be honest about who you are—and I mean that as a life rule, not just in this instance.
Maybe it's better this way-that we keep our darknesses close, hidden in our minds, protected by our hearts.
To know of the existence of evil, true evil that corrupted the world, had forever altered her heart and mind. If she had chosen a different path, she wouldn't have slept another night. Her head would...
The path is here," he said quietly. "But you are free to walk it or choose another way.
This is why I keep telling Ash to get you a cat or a bird. Guns aren't proper pets.
My eyes moved over his face. His chiseled jaw and high cheekbones twisted in agony. Even writhing he was beautiful, muscles clenching and unclenching, revealing his strenght, his body's fight against...
No culture is without access to divine mysteries.
...men are poor soldiers in love's war. And it is a war-one that never ends.
Maxwell Arbus was the reason Saul lost an eye?" "Yes," Millie answers stiffly. "But that was a long time ago. Saul has moved on. So have I." Whatever checks I'd held on my emotions shatter. "Moved on?...
There's no shame in honest suffering, my dear.
Unfortunately, the most significant moments of our lives are often unpleasant.
