They'll never truly be able to comprehend how much was lost for their limitless sky.
It sparkles in the dim light of the room, and when he shakes it out, dust mingles with glitter.
I guess when someone's gone from your life for a while, all you think about are the big things. The big regrets, the could-have, should-haves. Or the big moments, the memories that are going to be wit...
He sounds like a regular Hitler to me, Amy mutters. I wonder what she means by that. Eldest has always taught me that Hitler was a wise, cultured leader for his people. Maybe that's what she means: El...
But sometimes I look at Phoebe and I think about how she had a bird inside her heart. On the outside, she’s just like everyone else, but I like to think that maybe she carries within her something mag...
A splatter of rain on my skin, but its bright and sunny under the blue sky and Jason's there, and we almost kiss but everything changes and were at that party where we met.
Eldest taught me about ancient religions that worshiped the sun. I never understood why- it's just a ball of light and heat. But if the sun of Sol-Earth swirls in colors and lights like that girl's ha...
You gonna fight for something, you fight for something that you're willing to die for.
We're not ignoring the problem, not really. We're all aware it's there, even Bo. We see the edges of this new Bo, this Bo who's special, different. We're not ignoring it. We're just carefully, careful...
This is... mating, it's not love.
There's a meaning behind blank pages, too.
There is only him and me and this thing between us that I cannot name, not out loud, but that my heart knows is love.
Maybe I'm reading too much into this. It's probably nothing. But I've had nothing for too long, and I'm ready for . Anything.
I shut my eyes, and I force myself to feel myself. You never really think of what it’s like to be in your body, but even with my eyes shut, I can feel the boundaries of my skin, real or not. Everythin...
But there's a difference, isn't there? Between saying goodbye and death.
But i don't care. Because we can say them or not; it doesn't matter. What is in our heats is real whether we name it or let it exist only in darkness and silence.
Because we can say them or not; it doesn’t matter. What is in our hearts is real whether we name it or let it exist only in darkness and silence.
And here we are, in the middle, surrounded by a sea of stars.A million suns.Any of them could hold a planet. Any of them could hold a home.But all of them are out of reach. [p.218]
Amy looks up at me, her eyes melting jade.
A week ago, I would have snorted at those words. Love was no more real than the god Amy worshipped. I’d heard of love in the same context that I heard of those religious fairy tales—as stories Sol-Ear...