Lo único que nos separa es la lluvia.Y luego ya no hay nada que nos separe.Mis labios se funden con los suyos. Una gota de lluvia se desliza por la comisura de mi boca. Sus labios y los míos se abren....
It takes Elder about 2.5 seconds to reach my room after I com him.What's wrong? he asks, skidding through the door.I laugh at the way his eyes search my room, looking for a dragon to slay for his dams...
I have the whole world now, but I don't have him.
I have emotions, I whisper. I am nothing but a black hole of emotions.
I had nothing to prove and everything to lose. But it didn’t take love to sacrifice something of yourself for someone else. It just took desperation.
He treats books like treasured, rare things, and I guess they are, but my father used to dog-ear books and read them until they fell apart, and I like his method better
God, did they ? A year made the world of difference! This was one more year I could be with Jason, one more year I could ! I signed up for three hundred years. . . not three hundred and one!
Even when you are silent, even when you block out all noise, your body is still a cacophony of life. Mine is not. It is the silence that drives me mad. The silence that drives the nightmares to me. Be...
Eldest thinks power is control, that the best way to be a leader is to force everyone into obedience. Holding Amy against me, I realize the simple truth is that power isn't control at all-- power is s...
Don't stagnate because of fear.
All of them? I ask. I could almost understand her need to awaken her parents, but we don’t need to add nearly a hundred frozen people to the cacophony of voices around us.
A leader isn't someone who forces others to make him stronger; a leader is someone willing to give him strength to others so that they may have the strength to stand on their own.
You could drop me anywhere in the universe, blindfolded, and I'd know this was his room just from the smell.
This ship is built on secrets; it runs on secrets, he says, tiny droplets of spittle flying from his mouth to my face. And if you keep asking about them, you'll see how far I'm willing to go to keep m...
That is what a book is: a million little things, a thousand feelings, hundreds of experiences, all melted together and sculpted into a book-shaped vessel.
I hug my knees, burying my face in my arms.This room feels very large, and I feel very small.
He looks once in my eyes, a question still there. But we are beyond questions. We are in a plsce where there are only answers, and my answer to him is yes.
Harley siempre ha sido así: piensa que la ignorancia es la mejor manera de protegerse. No entiende que, a menudo, lo que nos imaginamos es peor que la verdad
Frex!
Family is never really gone.