“ I made so many promises when I arrived here.Now I'm not so sure. Now I'm worried. Now my mind is a traitor because my thoughts crawl out of bed every morning with darting eyes and sweating palms and n… Tahereh Mafi
“ I love walking into a bookstore. It's like all my friends are sitting on shelves, waving their pages at me. Tahereh Mafi
“ The Sun is an arrogant thing, always leaving the world behind when it tires of us. The Moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It's always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and d… Tahereh Mafi
“ I have to get out of this room as soon as possible, or my own thoughts will wage war against me. Tahereh Mafi
“ Juliette." I close my eyes. He says, "I don't want you to call me Warner anymore." I open my eyes. "I want you to know me," he says, breathless, his fingers pushing a stray strand of hair away from my… Tahereh Mafi
“ And I don't know much about anything in this world but I do know how to read The book written in his eyes. The way he looks at me. Tahereh Mafi
“ Beautiful enough to lure in prey, he said. Strong enough to clamp down and destroy, he said. Tahereh Mafi
“ We write every day, we fight every day, we think and scheme and dream a little dream every day. manuscripts pile up in the kitchen sink, run-on sentences dangle around our necks. we plant purple prose… Tahereh Mafi
“ Is it possible to love someone and then stop loving them? I don't think I even know what love is Tahereh Mafi
“ Sometimes a book isn't a heartbreaking work of staggering genius.Sometimes it's the only story you knew how to tell. Tahereh Mafi
“ JulietteI inhale too quickly. A stifled cough is balloning in my throat. His glassy green eyes glint in my direction. Are you not hungry? No, thank you.He licks his bottom lip into a smile. Don't conf… Tahereh Mafi
“ So,' he says. 'When's the big day? Have you set a date yet?''What?' I startle. 'For what?''For the day you're going to stop being such a dumbass,' he says shooting me a sharp look.'Oh.' I cringe. Kick… Tahereh Mafi
“ I am suspended in the moment. Flickering images faded with age, frozen thoughts hovering precariously in dead space, a whirlwind of memories that slice through my soul. Tahereh Mafi
“ It's strange. How hollow i feel. Like there might be echoes inside of me. Like I'm one of those chocolate rabbits they used to sell around Easter, the ones that were nothing more than a sweet shell en… Tahereh Mafi
