If we have to be cat burglars, I'm going to see what' to steal in the fridge.We're trying to find evidence she's the poisoner. Just a thought before you start putting random things in your mouth. Ruth...
I wonder if he really could rationalize what I did to him, really treat betrayal like the slight transgression of a recalcitrant business partner. I wonder if I hurt him. If he can rationalize what I...
I wanted to be in love like in the storybooks and songs and ballads. Love that hits you like a lightning bolt. And I'm sorry, because yeah, I get that you think I'm ridiculous. I get that you think I'...
I thought weirdness was a good thing. I don't mean that defensively, either. I thought it was something to be cultivated.
I promise I will repay you. Oh yeah? she asked, looking at him, with his bare feet and plain, dark clothes. With what? The smile stayed on his lips. Jewels, lies, slips of paper, dried flowers, memori...
I left mad behind a long time ago. The world is the way it is. I can only fix my little piece of it.
I don’t imagine myself back in a life like theirs; what I imagine is going over there and scaring them until they cry. I would never, of course. I mean, I don’t think I would.
I can walk into someone's house, kiss their wife, sit down at their table, and eat their dinner. I can lift a passport at an airport, and in twenty minutes it will seem like it's mine. I can be a blac...
I can feel the moment he gives in and gives up, pulling me to him despite the threat of the knife. He kisses me hard, with a kind of devouring desperation, fingers digging into my hair. Our mouths sli...
How will I know when I’ve learned it, since I don’t know it now? he asks.The question sounds like a riddle. Come back when returning feels like a hard choice instead of an easy one, I answer finally.
Holly: Seriously, you don't like unicorns? What kind person doesn't like unicorns?Justine: What kind of a person doesn't like zombies? What have zombies ever done to you?Holly: Zombies shamble. I disa...
His eyes look too bright, the way the do in people who are in love, people who are enraged, and people who are completely bonkers.
He continues looking at me in this strange way, as though he’s never seen me before or as though he thought he might never see me again.
Gavriel closed his eyes, sooty lashes brushing his cheek. I'll stay with you.What? No, she said automatically. No! That's crazy.I'm crazy, he reminded her.
Cold? Ravus echoed. He took her arm and rubbed it between his hands, watching them as though they were betraying him. Better? He asked warily.His skin felt hot, even through the cloth of her shirt, hi...
At the window of my room, I catch my reflection in the glass. Shaggy black hair. Sneer.I look like a hungry ghost, glowering in at a world I am no longer fit to be a part of.
You remind me that I am a mere mortal and you are a prince of Faerie. Well, let me remind you that means you have much to lose and I have nothing.
You can't go around making plans that have you getting killed as a by-product. Eventually one of them is going to .
You better get over here with my car, Grandad says. Before I call the cops and tell them you stole it.Sorry, I say contritely. Then the rest of what he said sinks in and I laugh.Wait, did you just thr...
You are the best kind of killer, Cassel Sharpe, the kind that never has blood on his hands. The kind that never has to sicken at the sight of what he's done, or come to like it too much.