Beth Revis Quotes

If someone loves you, he'll wait for you to love him back

I. Can't. Do this. I can't. It's too much. This-all of this-living- I can't. I just can't. To have given it all up and be left with nothing but this metal wall

I'll always come back to you.

I look up, and he’s searching my eyes, just like he did after kissing me for the first time in the rain. What are you looking for?He doesn’t answer.He doesn’t need to.I know what he wants.And it’s not...

I never knew how easy it is to escape if you don't mind leaving nearly everything behind.

This journey... it's long. He says this as if he's felt all 250 years of travel.

Emotion courses through my veins, choking me. I feel so insignificant, a tiny speck surrounded by a million stars. A million suns.

I want her so much that it overrides everything else, every other thought in my head, every instinct, every restraint.

I half believe him, but I can’t risk being wrong based on a gut feeling. [...]What do you want me to do? Jack throws up his hands. If I could crack open my skull and let you read my brain like a book,...

This is what I'm king of: a whirling mass of humans who either hate me or ignore me.

I think death is easier than guilt sometimes.

There’s a war going on, that much is clear. And I’m no longer sure I’m on the right side.

I’m not human.I’m better.

I bet when Eldest posed for his portrait, he was reveling in the one thing I can’t stand about life aboard the ship: the perfect evenness of everything. And

Science can make a heart beat, Jack says softly, each word falling on me like a caress. But it can’t make it race.

I realize the simple truth is that power isn’t control at all- power is strength, and giving that strength to others. A leader isn’t someone who forces others to make him stronger; a leader is someone...

Our masterpieces are Shakespeare and Jane Austen and griots and Murasaki Shikibu, but they’re also J.K. Rowling and Chuck Palahnuik and Douglas Adams and Amy Tan and Suzanne Collins and Chinua Achebe....

Of everyone on this ship, even the frozen bodies of my parents, Elder's the only one who handed me truth and waited for me to accept it.

If we don't have that, what do we have to live for? Does it matter if it's a lie if it keeps us alive?

The three hardest parts of writing a novel are writing the beginning, the middle, and the end.