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Sometimes your garden surprises you. You don't remember planting strawberries or mint, but there it is, rising up in the middle of the carrot patch. Maybe the seeds blew in from the neighbor's garden. Or maybe they were buried in the dirt and you unearthed them when you tilled the soil. Or maybe you're reaping what you've sown. However it happened, you now have unexpected bounty. Accept it with gratitude.
— Lisa Brown Roberts, How (Not) to Fall in Love
It’s as predictable as the tide and the moon. It ebbs and flows. Death comes and it goes."- THE WICKED DEEP
— Shea Ernshaw
Why is feeling something for someone a weakness?
— Elle Kennedy
The two of us are lIke sunshine and the rain. Together... We are the wellspring of all life. But between us, there will will bloom no flowers. We shall bear no fruit. For us, all of time... Shall be evergreen."And that's fine. I will be here always. To you... I give eternity."Hotaka
— Yuyuko Takemiya, Evergreen, Vol. 4
I get it, even if Jamie can't put it into words. There are some books you can never get rid of, even if you don't like the ending.
— Ally Carter [Writer]
Oh, oh, oh being a soldier... I remember that day... and that time.. and some moments.. I am still confused... as a soldier you could kill first somebody without a reason with soldier way string from piano... as a second... we use codes likePanda on Black... Black and white... Over the Game... Game the Shit... and many others what do they mean!?!?- Ohhhhh... you don't want to know, do ya???
— Deyth Banger
Sometimes you should be fake... to be honest is the thing which used against you... too much of you could kill ya.
— Deyth Banger, Fakeness = Thoughts
So, Azalee—” When he turned to her, she stared daggers back—almost as though she had read his mind. Can Chertzes do that? he wondered in a wild moment of panic.“What?” bit Azalee when he didn’t continue.Mighty Zeus, could he go five minutes without offending a woman?
— Deidre Huesmann, Blistered
Two Dutch, two Americans, one German and one Australian. And yet, as the rocket began to quake beneath us, my mind focused on a man in Antarctica. I thought about Sam "Snowbow" Archambeau waiting for the September sunrise to reach the South Pole. I smiled recalling him getting a haircut in a lawn chair next to the frozen barbershop pole." -- Nikki in the upcoming novel, "Nikki White: Polar Extremes" (Nikki, #3)
— Jack Chaucer, Nikki White: Polar Extremes
It’s as predictable as the tide and the moon. It ebbs and flows. Death comes and it goes.
— Shea Ernshaw, The Wicked Deep
This is what I want to do with Violet - give her only the good, keep away the bad, so that good is all we ever have around us
— Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places
This thing between them, the force of it, could devour the world. And if they picked it, picked them, it might very well cause the end of it.
— Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms
That's something I've always fond odd, people smile when they're sad. There's no such thing as a sad smile.
— Estelle Maskame, Did I Mention I Love You?
I'm not a vain person, but I am human...
— Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places
I don't know what brings you up here, but to me the town looks prettier and the people look nicer and even the worst of them look almost kind.
— Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places
Where the hell is your guard?" She shouts. Damn if she doesn't sound like Haley. "I'm tired.""Do I look like I care? You're getting the hell pounded out of you. If you want to tap out, then tap out, but don't stand there and let him win.
— Katie McGarry, Take Me On
Besides, I kind of like my face intact like this, two eyes, one nose, one mouth, a full set of teeth, which, if I'm being honest, is one of my better features.
— Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places
Mmm, freshly baked cookies. Even better, the rich, buttery scent had conquered the usual mothball odor.
— Kristin Bartley Lenz, The Art of Holding On and Letting Go
...90 Times to be viewed a work which is state: Progress sounds like a lot of to me... but please don't lie and say that you what I to continu, don't ya???
— Deyth Banger
When every piece falls into place, it's like a dance, a delicate but powerful balancing act. The art of holding on and letting go at the same time.
— Kristin Bartley Lenz
Even here in Michigan my mom had found a way to climb before she even knew it was a sport. Before she'd ever seen a mountain.
— Kristin Bartley Lenz, The Art of Holding On and Letting Go
But in this crowd, my blond ponytail stood out like a crescent moon in a midnight sky.
— Kristin Bartley Lenz, The Art of Holding On and Letting Go
its better to know some question than all answers -James Thurber
— R.J. Palacio, Wonder
Why is it they say you always hurt the ones you love? Because you know exactly how to do it.
— Eileen Cook, With Malice
If a fight looks like a lot of fun, you should be suspicious. 'If you ain't scared of standing up for what's right, you ain't standing up for much.
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
Even though Marcus really believed some miracle would happen, he didn't waste a second." He gave a sad, lopsided smile. "So I learned this from my dying brother. Don't waste it.""Waste what?" she whispered.He looked at her for a long time. "Everything that makes you.
— Moriah McStay, Everything That Makes You
I mean, I really liked him to the point where being around him was sort of wonderful and painful all at the same time, you know?
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
So, first, I want you to know that everybody experiences some level of anxiety. It's a normal human response to stress. It's like your body's smoke alarm. If there's a fire, you want to know so you can put it out or call 9-1-1, right?”I shrug. “I guess. But it feels like my alarm is going off all the time.”Doctor Ann nods. “Some people's systems are more sensitive than others'. For you, maybe all it takes is burning a piece of toast, and your alarm thinks the house is on fire.
— Jeff Garvin, Symptoms of Being Human
Please your mother: just lie around upstairs and smoke some pot. Be a revolutionary.
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
As the old Ranger adage went "If a person doesn't expect to see someone, odds are he won't.
— John Flanagan, The Kings of Clonmel
The winter of love is a cellar of empty bins / In an orchard soft with rot."The soft with rot part sounded so familiar, but it took a few moments before she made the connection as to why. "He was mumbling that to me," she said. A clear image of Marcus, gaunt and pale in his dining room deathbed, lit up her brain. She hadn't thought of him like that in so long. "The last time I saw him.""He said it was you," Jackson said, suddenly looking at somber as she felt. "You were going to be those empty bins, once he died. And it was maybe the saddest thing I had ever heard.
— Moriah McStay, Everything That Makes You
She kissed me on the cheek, and my mom sang Theresa’s name from the open front door. She loves Theresa. I think she loves me more when I’m with her.
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
I could feel his hand on my waist, his arms around me, feel the rise and fall of his chest next to mine as I held my breath, and wished the sun would drop out of the sky.
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
It was duck apocalypse!
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
Dude,” he said instead, “I’m flattered as hell.” And then he kicked my foot, lightly, twice. He was smiling.He couldn’t see the chasm that had opened behind my ribs.
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
I've always wanted to wake up one day in a world where I liked the right people, and they lied me in return. I worry it'll never happen.
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
Kids without dads are desperate and jealous. Those with dads can be uppity and sharp.
— Shawn Stewart Ruff, Finlater
I'm still not totally sure I know what's true about me.
— Kenneth Logan
I lost my temper," I finish. "I lost my temper. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.""Well, no one means to lose their temper, my boy," the Captain smiles. "If they did, it wouldn't be lost.
— Rebecca Harris, The Dead of Winter
I do like the way people behave toward me and Theresa when we’re together-everyone’s voice changes to music, and we get all sorts of smiles.
— Kenneth Logan, True Letters from a Fictional Life
I don't have the time, skill level, or experience to date one guy, let alone two. Fortunately, there's more to life than boys. How about we focus on something other than me finding a mate?
— D.R. Graham, Put It Out There
Is this your girl?" she asks, not waiting for an answer. "She's breathtaking.""You're my new favorite person," Billie giggles.
— Rebecca Harris, The Dead of Winter
I love you, Cleo," he said, the words finally coming to him, with no effort at all because of how true they were. "I love you so much it hurts."Her eyes widened. "What did you just say?"Magnus almost laughed. "I think you heard me right.
— Morgan Rhodes, Frozen Tides
I am girl of definitions, of logic, of black and white.Remember this.
— Cecelia Ahern
The young nihilists," Dad called us."What are nihilists?""Nihilists believe that nothing has any meaning. They believe in nothing.""Yeah," said Earl. "I'm a nihilist."Me, too," I said."Good for you," Dad said, grinning. Then he stopped grinning and said, "Don't tell your mom.
— Jesse Andrews, Me and Earl and the Dying Girl
She had a heart the size of France and the lucky few whom she loved, she loved with every square inch of it. But it's size made it dangerous.
— Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
But that was the cruelty of fate, whether you were dying at sea or simply trying to get through high school. Sometimes fate kissed you. Sometimes it snubbed you. Sometimes it passed you a love note, and that note was a lie.
— Kathy Parks
I suppose you'll not let me rest until I admit that I like your company?""You're getting to know me well...""Very well, I'll admit. You're slightly more than tolerable.
— Jody Hedlund, A Daring Sacrifice
After watching too many scary movies it was hard not to have an overactive imagination, along with an inherent distrust of seemingly benevolent (and sometimes inanimate) things, like lawn gnomes.
— Kat Stiles, Connected
YOu enjoy it, didn't you?YOu like it, didn't you?You are now smiling are you?(You are asking for what... So far I will say "Nothing, nothing --- Just my mistake...")...I know what you are thinking you want I to be your next victim! ( DON"T YA? :) :) :D)
— Deyth Banger
He was especially excited about Aguirre, the Wrath of God. "Look at this crazy dude," he yelled, point at Klaus Kinski, who on the cover is wearing a Viking helmet and looks like a psychopath. So--with Dad's permission--we put the film in and watched it. This would turn out to be the single most important thing ever to happen in our lives.
— Jesse Andrews, Me and Earl and the Dying Girl
We loved it. We loved how slow it was. We love that it took forever. Actually, we never wanted it to end. We loved the jungle, the rafts, the ridiculous armor and helmets. . .I think most of all we loved that it didn't have a happy ending for anyone. The whole time we were sort of expecting that someone would survive because that's how stories work: Even if everything is a total disaster, someone lives to tell the tale. But not with Aguirre, the Wrath of God. Hell no. Everyone dies. That's awesome.
— Jesse Andrews, Me and Earl and the Dying Girl
It's just a mistake, you understand you don't ya??... and Hello, father 33 days from your dead!
— Deyth Banger
Sometimes I think gravity may be death in disguise. Other times I think gravity is love, which is why love's only demand is that we fall.
— Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants
I could write my name across the sky, and it would be in invisible ink.
— Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants
As human beings, we're born believing that we are the apex of creation, that we are invincible, that no problem exists that we cannot solve. But we inevitably die with all our beliefs broken.
— Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants
The world was not just moving. It was alive. And it was ready to fight.
— Ryan Graudin, Wolf by Wolf
Dreams are hopeful because they exist as pure possibility.
— Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants
We aren't just defined by who we are, but by who are friends are. It's funny that we put so much importance on something that wont mean shit once we graduate.
— Shaun David Hutchinson
She's the gristle stuck between Time's teeth, and I love her for it.
— Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants
And I stood there and took it because I was an object. We were all objects to Marcus McCoy.
— Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants
She was his princess. No. She was his goddess. With her golden skin and golden hair. She was his light. His life. His everything.He loved her more than anything else in this world.
— Morgan Rhodes, Frozen Tides
You know, when I was little, my dad told me that if I misbehaved, he'd send me to live with a witch who ate children.''Really?'She nods. 'I was so afraid of the witch. Feelings are magnified when you're young, I think, and the fear can stay with you for a long time. I eventually grew out of the fear but even now when I read something with a witch, my mind always traces back to that story. Isn't that weird?''How'd you grow out of it?' I ask. 'The fear?'She takes a long moment to answer. 'I read lots and lots of books about witches.
— Stephanie Oakes, The Sacred Lies of Minnow Bly
In that moment, I feel the Prophet's canvas ceiling lift away from my head, walls flying off me, and a pressure I've never put into words hisses somewhere at the back of my mind as the size of the universe assembles itself in my mind. If I close my eyes, I can see it, the endlessness beyond my ears, and knowing I'm only in a corner of that vastness doesn't make me feel tiny. It is amazing that, though I am small and ungifted and barely educated, even I can appreciate the scale of the universe.And from this perch in space, for this moment at least, it seems unimportant whether someone made it, or if it made itself.
— Stephanie Oakes, The Sacred Lies of Minnow Bly
He was so close his breath touched my cheek. Staring into his eyes, I could almost forget about the nightmare. I could almost forget about Mama. Like the woods back in Virginia, his eyes changed color with his mood—greener when he laughed and darker, like now, when he was angry or worried. They were kind, serious, intelligent eyes that crinkled in the corners when he smiled.
— Katherine Fleet, The Secret to Letting Go
Fragments of energy sizzled against my skin where he touched me, like sparks that shoot from a sparkler you played with as a kid.
— Jodie Andrefski, The Girlfriend Request
My own drawing was a house made of books, but where there should have been a door, there was a book, and where there should have been windows, there were books, and where the chimney should have been open to let the smoke out, a book was covering the hole, so if anyone was in the house, they couldn't get out. They'd suffocate, to be found years later, a desiccated corpse still marking its place in the book it had been reading with a knobby finger bone, head caved in by an avalanche of fallen books. As I said, I liked books.
— Nova Ren Suma, The Walls Around Us
I retreat to my room and lock the door. Lying on my bed, my brain cyclones with thoughts of men and boys and boys and men. All making the wrong choices.
— S.M. Parker
All it takes is one small voice to make a difference." ~Artum Keogh~
— Shawn Reilly, Thread
A dark voice within warned him to stop, but Aaron brushed it off. He flashed Holden a patronizing smile. “All right, then. Why not here? I have no problem giving you a fair fight, considering our history.”Slowly Holden relaxed his arms. There was a dark glimpse of metal, and then he took quick aim with his right hand. The short, lonely barrel of a gun stared Aaron in the eye. Even in his surprised state, Aaron could see what he was up against. An innocuous-looking Remington 1911, its wood-grip base outdated in style, but its precision and reliability lauded throughout the years.“Considering our history,” Holden said through his teeth, “I have no interest in fair.
— Deidre Huesmann, Call of the Lycan
Lying flat on my back, with my toes dipped into the lake, I stared at the stars for a second. I guess I should have pondered their beauty and realized the rarity of a sky unsaturated by city lights, or something. But it occurred to me that you could probably see stars from the vast majority of the earth. It was city lights that were actually rare.
— Emily Adrian, Like It Never Happened
In the ensuing silence, I have the time to contemplate the word cute – how dismissive it is, how it’s the equivalent of calling someone little, how it makes a person into a baby, how the word is a neon sign burning through the dark reading, “Feel Bad About Yourself.
— John Green, Will Grayson, Will Grayson
I snatched my gaze away from hers and tugged at the collar of my shirt. I wanted to know how she could talk with such authority on the subject. I wanted to know what evil she’d seen, but I wanted even more to escape the narrow store aisle. Warning bells pealed in my brain. 'She’s crazy. Don’t get involved.
— Katherine Fleet, The Secret to Letting Go
Her grin changed her quiet presence into something altogether different, something that made it hard to look away. There were lots of pretty girls in my hometown, including my on-again, off-again girlfriend, but no one who looked like this odd girl with her sprinkle of freckles and ragged haircut. Had someone attacked her head with a pair of scissors?
— Katherine Fleet, The Secret to Letting Go
Samir loves Joe’s face. He studies it every day in class: a face as old as his own but already, in eighteen years, the cli s and hills and odd proportions of its geography have been shaped by life’s weather. Samir likes to observe the ever-watchful green eyes, hidden in their shadowy alcoves over the at nose and cheekbones, and the heavy brow that scrunches up with Joe’s moods – all those sculptural planes could have been carved by Easter Islanders. en there’s the pout of his lips, the pucker of their concentration or the twist of their anger. But most of all, Samir examines the thoughts as they cross the wide-open landscape of the face. Tries hard to read their cloud shapes from the merest shadow.
— Peter Bunzl, Whisky Chasers,
Darkness doesn't have fingers that twist into my flesh.
— S.M. Parker, The Girl Who Fell
Be happy. Be free. You have a universe inside you.
— Sophia Elaine Hanson, Vinyl
Words have power, and sometimes, they stay withyou for life. It’s up to you to allow those words to define who you become.
— Daniele Lanzarotta, Sudden Hope
His chair glides a few inches closer and he's in my face, all shoulders and cologne.
— S.M. Parker, The Girl Who Fell
A small metal marble pinballs within my chest, banging and clanging against all the routes inside me.
— S.M. Parker, The Girl Who Fell
I listen to his heartbeat. Hear him breathe. As though becomes motion and motion becomes all that lies between him and his end. As the black Is burning blue with the light of tiny funeral pyres. As his missiles and bullets take away his enemy. All they were and will ever be. I can taste it in his whispers. See it in the tiny photograph he has taped to his console. All he thinks of amid this loveless dance. All he cares about here on the edge of forever, is her. He does not want to die. Not because he is afraid. Simply because of he cannot bear the thought of leaving her behind. And there, in that tiny moment, I envy him.
— Amie Kaufman, Illuminae
When we’ve decided to tell the truth in a story, we should tell good, strong versions of it, proper versions that kids can do something with.
— Celine Kiernan
Lying on my bed, my brain cyclones with thoughts of men and boys and boys and men. All making the wrong choices.
— S.M. Parker, The Girl Who Fell
I smiled sadly and whispered, "I would have taken a bullet for you, too, you know.""I know," he whispered gruffly and lifted my chin, "and that pisses me off and turns me on at the same time.
— Shelly Crane, Wide Open
If you get sick again? Alec, stop hiding behind that. We start dying the day we are born. If everyone thought the way you do, no one would ever go after their dreams. There would be a ton of unhappy people moping around.
— Daniele Lanzarotta, Sudden Hope
Mom, I feel good. This dress makes me feel like someone I didn't know I could be. I've never owned anything like it. But if when you see this - when you see me- you think it's a pity, that it's a shame I didn't lose a few, then screw you, Mom. Try harder.
— Julie   Murphy
But what she feels is sometimes hard to express...Much of what is best in her is warped on the voyage from within to without.
— Sonya Hartnett, Of a Boy
I’m starting to think that you have a really bad habit of trying to save me.”She turns shy and looks down. “You are worth saving.
— Daniele Lanzarotta, Sudden Hope
It scored a direct hit on my eardrum and rattled around in side my head
— Craig A. Hart, Becoming Moon
Believe in your dreams for that is what makes you magical.
— Deborah Sue Crews, Broken Slippers
Nolan was the only one who knew the real Lexi Shaw, and that was exactly how I intended to keep it.
— Rebecca Phillips, Faking Perfect
Being a Queen will Always be in Style!
— Anya Valentino, Misunderstood: Secrets of a Teen Queen
It was stupid how a rumor could all but fuck up your life. How what others thought of you really affected how they treated you.
— J.L. Beck, Bittersweet Revenge
I know you think that we saved you or something, Jeremy," he said. "That we were stronger than you. But we're not. We weren't. We're all just trying to survive however we can.
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
And I love that all their overdone liberal bullshit totally backfired," he said. "Of course it did. People are assholes. End of story.""The world according to Sebastian Tate.""It's a philosophy that has gotten me far in life.
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
I picked up the blue tube again, unscrewed the cap, and squeezed a perfect line of paint onto the palate. As soon as I brushed it on the canvas, I was responsible for it, for the inevitable imperfections. My world had always been like that paint, left on a palate. That color was a passive observer. But not it wanted to make something of itself. And I was terrified.
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
In a really good thrift store you feel like you're in a room with all of these stories, and it's up to you to go and find the stories that you want to bring home with you. And then when you wear the clothes, they help you tell a new story, but they're bringing that old part with them and with you and you're benefiting from that in a way that you can't even really understand.
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
What if the insane are too raw to know which stations are real and which are just confused static?
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
Rose, this is Sebby," she said. "Sebby, Rose.""Oh yeah. Sebastian, right?" Rose said. "I've hard about you.""Only terrible things, I hope.""The worst.
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
Bartender," she said to an invisible person, "a Jeremy special." She grabbed two plastic cups. "Coming right up," she replied to herself.The Jeremy special ended up being an elaborate mix of fruit juices and vodka, and wasn't half bad."i think you have a successful bartending career ahead of you," I said as we made our way into the living room."Later I'll make you the Sebby special," she said. "It's used to remove paint from cars.
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
Wow," Mira said, looking around, "super fun.""When do they bring out the pig's blood and dump it on the head of the awkward girl with telekinetic powers?" Sebby asked."Not until ten, I think.""Well, what are we supposed to do until then? This was not well planned.
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
You keep squintin' in Savage's dark corners, you gonna wish yourself blind.
— Alexandra Sirowy, The Creeping
Are you just hoping to see some boobs, Rose?" Sebby asked. "Is that what this is about?""Oh yeah," Rose said. "I've got a one-track mind and it's all about JV boobs.
— Kate Scelsa, Fans of the Impossible Life
For a while there's nothing I can do but stand in the middle of the road, because going forward hurts too much. Going forward means continuing to try, when trying is so hard. The world is filled with idiots and assholes and monsters. Where are the guardian angels?
— Carolyn Lee Adams, Ruthless
I'm not going to be raped. I'm not going to be murdered. I'm going to bring him to justice so this never happens to anyone else. I'm not going to think like a victim. I'm going to think like a winner. Because that's what I am. I'm Ruthless, by God, and I need to act like it.
— Carolyn Lee Adams, Ruthless
Look. Vegan, gluten-free quiche.""What exactly makes it quiche?""Well, the shape, I guess. It's quiche shaped.""Sounds great.""Your sarcasm is not appreciated.""Sounds gross.""Thank you. Honesty.
— Kate Scelsa
I'd waited so long for his kiss, and it was so much more, so much better than I had dared imagine. Golden sunshine burst behind my closed eyelids as I became a being entwined with the sun.His hands pulled me against his body and I melted into him, my limbs tingling and warm. Amon's mouth moved over mine, slowly, like he could make the kiss last forever.
— Colleen Houck, Reawakened
I like you so much I don't know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I'm going to see you again.
— Jenny Han
I turned into the Greenbrier High School parking lot with a singular mission: figure out a way to keep my brothers from chasing off every guy who seemed interested in me.
— Chris  Cannon, Blackmail Boyfriend
Not to mention,"Magnus noted, "that Jace killed him. That would put anyone off".
— Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls
That's the thing about being a criminal," Kat told her. "Nothing ever goes according to plan.
— Ally Carter, Perfect Scoundrels
There is so much that needs to be said and too many things that can't ever be said.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
It was as if when he left he'd taken some of the screws that held her together and now all she could do was walk around all wonky and falling apart
— Virginia Macgregor, What Milo Saw
I remember how amazing it felt to be loved by him and how he was all I ever wanted.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
No matter how many times I've thought that the worst is behind us, something else always happens to remind me that the worst is yet to come.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
We've all changed; shaped by circumstances we've been thrust into, molded by the choices we've made.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
Part of me can't understand how Mom could do this. But there's that other part of me that can readily relate. Because I feel a pull in two different directions too.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
I remember how amazing it felt to be loved my him and how he was all I ever wanted.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
This was never what I wanted for us, but things change. Plans change. People change. I've faced the reality of my destiny and now I need to embrace that.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
Remembering the good has also resurrected the bad.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
Sorry has got to be the most over-used cliched get-out clause in the history of mankind. Tossed out flippantly without any real meaning or substance.
— Siobhan Davis, Destiny Rising
I turn and run, watching my feet trample a massacre of weeds. I mourn them. The only thing that grows is dandelions in the cracks of the sidewalk and we always end up killing them.
— Ellie Lieberman, Society's Foundlings
There's something about the thousands of glittering lights, the veil of nighttime that almost makes this place beautiful, especially in the reflection of the water. It makes everything askew, disoriented. There's more truth in a ripple of water than in a clear day.
— Ellie Lieberman, Society's Foundlings
Do you think I could win?"	"It matter not what I believe. Only what you believe."	Maracose's comment made Brett think of the Jedi master, Yoda, in Star Wars. But he was determined to win and would try, no, not just try, but he think only positively about the outcome. He would survive the trials.
— Terry Spear, Phantom Fae
Sometimes in the winter, when the fog rolled in and silenced the waves, it felt as if death had its fingers around my neck. Fingers like frostbitten twigs that made me ache inside.
— Tara Kelly, The Foxglove Killings
Life's messy," he agreed. "But sometimes amazing things can happen, even when it seems like it's all falling apart.
— Lisa Brown Roberts, How (Not) to Fall in Love
Everybody stood dead still. It was as if now that we were about to get out of the Tower for the first time since the flood, we were scared, like we were crossing some line that we wouldn’t be able to uncross.--Greenleigh
— B.E. Scully, The Tower of Together
Clara smoked in the shallow pool as Lana del Rey poured from her phone. She shaded her eyes. She liked the shallow pool because she could lay out, half in the sun, half in the water, and not get her hair wet. She had black eyeliner smeared under her eyes from who-knows-when, and while she never bothered to fix it, she did apply more, so she looked permanently hung over. She liked that.
— Lisa Martens, What Grows in Heavy Rain: Winner of the 2015 Doris Lippman Prize in Creative Writing
This stupid infatuation had to stop. I was Trina Clemons, future valedictorian of Sky Ridge High. I had plans. Plans that didn’t involve any detours with slacker party boys who wore shoelaces in their hair.
— Lisa Brown Roberts, Playing the Player
They are here to help pack the gold, mistress. The women wouldn't be able to do it quickly enough , but I reverently ask that you don't tell them I said so. The last time I said anything about Cook's culinary arts, I ate burned food for a week and when I said anything to your lady's maid about how she should do more to help to help you, she put double of starch into my sheets when she ironed them.... She scorched a hole in the sheets at the foot of the bed and my toes got caught in it in the middle of the night.
— Terry Spear, Hawk Fae
She wondered if he thought this was all a lark, a game. She'd been to Disney World once. There the fairies were cute and sweet and didn't attempt to kill the visitors. Living here wasn't anything like the human faerie fairs or theme parks.
— Terry Spear, Hawk Fae
Alton shifted so he could talk to the man. He'd been to earth before and watched some of the silly shows, the ones where one cop would play the good guy and the other the bad buy. Ena was definitely the bad dragon in this scenario, her eyes glowing bright green, threatening, a little bit of smoke coming out of her nostrils. She was fire breathing mad.
— Terry Spear, Hawk Fae
Twists, turns, virgins and bad boys. I love a good YA read. Do you?
— Jennifer Bardsley
There are a lot of reasons why everyone in the known universe has a boyfriend except for me. I can list the top five on command, just in case anyone’s ever interested. No one ever has been, but that’s no reason not to be prepared.
— J.J. Howard
For now, he wanted to help Ena escape the dragon fae king's wrath. As soon as Prince Grotto learned what she was about to do in the worst way. The reason she was in this mess was because Brett had helped take Princess Alicia prisoner. As Alicia's reward for saving the Princess, Alicia's grandfather had declared that Ena would wed Alicia's cousin. He was a dangerous dragon fae. Sure Ena would become a Princess if she were to wed Prince Grotto. Brett also knew that the fae intended to use her for her special skills and terminate her when she proved useless. Brett wasn't sure how to help Ena move her gold and staff to somewhere safe. Hopefully, in the Hawk Fae kingdom. They didn't have U-Haul trucks in the fae world. She was a dragon and that meant she wasn't leaving without her horde of treasure.
— Terry Spear, Hawk Fae
Just so you're clear, that wasn't a pity kiss.
— Lisa Brown Roberts, How (Not) to Fall in Love
But it wasn't anyone! ... What could I say I was a freak - an Empty.
— S.M. Stuart, Two of a Mind
I don’t know much about psychoanalysis, but I don’t believe that we can blame our actions on our upbringings. If we could, then nobody would be responsible for anything they do.
— Anne Blankman, Conspiracy of Blood and Smoke
Why I felt the need to always disobey everyone around me was beyond me. But I guess being sixteen years old made me susceptible to bouts of irrational behaviour and the occasional notion that I was in fact smarter than everyone else, regardless of whether or not that was true.
— Kristy Berridge, The Hunted
Reasonable things would never bring you joy as much as unreasonable ones do.
— Zainab T. Khan, A Bucket full of Awesome
...The man who stood before her was taller and stranger than anyone she had ever encountered. His unkempt hair was a long dark brown, partially braided and twisted around twigs, the tips of his pointed ears poking between strands. His bare chest made her flush, but it was completely covered in green inked tattoos. Leather breeches creaked when he shifted. He held his hand out to her, uncurling fingers with long nails. "Aislin," he repeated, his voice gruff and purring, "do not be frightened. I have been waiting so long for you.
— Lori J. Fitzgerald, Love Lies Bleeding
The first thing anybody tells you about this business is to say what makes you unique and different, but I couldn’t and the very idea of it never sat well with me and after much deliberation, I finally realized why.	Because, I’m not unique or different–I’m exactly like you and I love that.We each have a unique filter through which we interpret the world, and with this filter in place, I write stories and songs and you might find them surprising or intriguing or confronting, you may relate or you may not. They may make you laugh and sometimes, even cry.	You may or may not understand what I’m trying to say and you may not understand me, however, rest assured, once we get past the filters, at our core, we are wonderfully and beautifully, exactly the same.
— Connie Lansberg, The Perfect Tear
It's a pook, a messenger...spy is more like it," Kern explained sourly. "This one will tattle, and I'll never hear the end of it when I go back." An eyebrow lifted. "Consorting with a human.
— Lori J. Fitzgerald, Love Lies Bleeding
If I was smart now, I would simply walk back the way I had come instead of proceeding forward into the face of danger. Obviously there was a part of me that had considered facing the two vânătors alone and had decided that was a good idea. Perhaps it was PMS? What other logical reason could there be for continuing on a path this ridiculously dangerous and stupid? Unless of course the only plausible explanation left was that I was in fact a total moron, with a capital M? I thought about that for a second. Nope, I just can’t see it.
— Kristy Berridge, The Hunted
She sounded like she really meant it, and I wondered if I actually was standing here on the sidewalk with her, and not still asleep in my room.
— Claudette Melanson, Rising Tide: Dark Innocence
My name on his lips is a symphony. How can two simple beats of basic human language engulf me so completely? We stare at each other for a mini infinity. I’m terrified of speaking and breaking the spell that’s fallen over us.
— Sarah Nicolas, Dragons Are People, Too
The right side of the screen then shows a close-up of the protestors. There are only about thirty of them, but Gods bless them they're energetic. And they have catchy picket signs, like: "Set the dragon-people free!" and "Dragons are people, too!" and "End Racial Segregation! Again!
— Sarah Nicolas, Dragons Are People, Too
Greasy burgers and fries are so much more delicious than swallowing a cow whole.
— Sarah Nicolas, Dragons Are People, Too
His gaze settles on my lips for a few seconds, then slides up to meet mine. Oh Gods, how my hearts pound. The heat of a blush sneaks up my neck and makes itself at home on my cheeks, leaving a blazing trail in its wake. Sani can definitely hear my frenzied pulse. Hell, as loud as it is, my father can probably hear it from here.
— Sarah Nicolas, Dragons Are People, Too
She didn't want to talk about his nonsensical fairy stuff. "That's because you can't take me there. You're not capable of it. Because it doesn't exist.
— Terry Spear, Dragon Fae
I guess I'll wake up tomorrow and find I'm not in Kansas anymore.""You're from Kansas?" Most of Kansas was not a lion fae territory. She'd heard the cobra fae loved to go there, however.
— Terry Spear, Dragon Fae
Oh, sure," Cassie said. "Take me to your faery world. I've always wanted to see Tinker Bell." Not. She'd had to watch the movie when she was a kid because her parents had thought she should enjoy some fantasy stories in her early years. What sane kid wanted to be a child forever? Being older had lots more perks.
— Terry Spear, Dragon Fae
Well, than that solves it. I'm not a faery, so I'll just go back to sleep, and you won't come to see me anymore." It nearly killed her to say it even in a dream."I can't let you go," Micala said, shaking his head. "I can't. And I won't."That's what she wanted to hear.
— Terry Spear, Dragon Fae
Cassie spoke up, "He is like Peter Pan and the Lost Boys." ...Tameron said "No one is lost here. And we have just as many girls, well, maybe not as many as we have boys, but a fair amount. Who is this Peter Pan you speak of? A hero?" he asked Cassie.Alicia spoke up then ... "He led a group of boys in a world of adventure on an island paradise."Tameron looked at Cassie to see if she agreed. She smiled and nodded."This Peter Pan was real?" he asked."No, he was a fairy... uhm, tale," Cassie said.Tameron smiled. "I like the idea. I'll have to read it sometime...
— Terry Spear, Dragon Fae
Alicia's sweet friend, Cassie, who never thought of anyone as being a stranger, rushed up to Halloran and kneed him in the groin. The big bad dragon shifter cried out, clutched his crotch, and fell to his knees. Cassie grabbed Alicia's arm and ran with her toward the back of the keep. Alicia glanced over her shoulder and couldn't believe her human friend had dropped the dragon fae.
— Terry Spear, Dragon Fae
I'm Dr. Canton. As you know, most of the population has been wiped out by an unknown virus. Now that an acceptable waiting period has passed since the last known case, it's time for you to fulfill your purpose...."	"You will take the van behind me to the next rendezvous point in St. Louis, Missouri. ...	"Each of you has been trained for a specific function during your time here. Your survival will depend on it.
— Suzannah Daniels, Vampire's Bane
Congratulations, everyone," I announce as I open the door to Noam's study. "You've finally broken Meira, the crazy, orphaned soldier-girl. She's snapped, all thanks to the mention of floral arrangements.
— Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes
We were the new people here. We weren’t part of their group. We had to prove ourselves.
— Heather Brewer, The Cemetery Boys
The way he said it, with a twinkle in his already too-twinkly blue eyes, made Aimee feel twinkly, too.
— Ophelia London, Aimee and the Heartthrob
Believe me, I’ve lived long enough to know that no matter how stable a life may seem, there’s always something that can change all of that in a blink of an eye.
— Elle A. Rose, Broken Rules
...I don't want to mar the moment with questions. By not asking too much, you can believe in almost anything.
— Aimee Friedman, 21 Proms
Teeth were created to be shown.
— Lydhia Marie, Remember
Miles jogged off, leaving her alone in the large and quiet room. Aimee stood still, waiting for her mind and heart to go back to normal, return to how she felt a week ago before seeing Miles again.But they didn’t. Or wouldn’t. She put both hands over her pounding heart, exhaled, and sank into a chair. Nut-burgers. Now what?
— Ophelia London, Aimee and the Heartthrob
When he began to play again, then sing those first few words, Aimee felt a flutter in her stomach she wasn’t able to squelch. She wasn’t a robot, after all. And it wasn’t so bizarre to get a little fluttery over a boy as talented and hot as Miles Carlisle. Millions of girls suffered the same ailment. But how many girls stood backstage, close enough that he’d accidentally felt her up in the dark? And how many of those girls had already had their heart broken by him?
— Ophelia London, Aimee and the Heartthrob
Ok," he says. "First lesson."Noah broadens his stance, taking his place firmly on the embassy side of the threshold. "in the United States," he says. Then, with both feet, he leaps on to the sidewalk. "Out of the United States." Quickly, he jumps back toward me. "In the United States." Another jump across the threshold. "Out of the United States. In. Out. In --""Is this the part where I hit you?
— Ally Carter, All Fall Down
Courage can be displayed in many forms, my lord,' I said gently. 'Sometimes it's evident in the knight charging forward with the lance on his steed. But perhaps it can also take the form of a head bowed before the enemy.
— Jody Hedlund, An Uncertain Choice
Just when we thought everything was going to be okay, we all fell apart.
— Jenny Han, It's Not Summer Without You
Home should never be dark or full of shadows and secrets. It should be bright and full of open doors. It should be full of stories wanting to be told.
— Travis Thrasher, Marvelous
I stared at him. Did he really just say that? Did he remember? The way he looked back at me, one eyebrow raised, I knew he did. And this time, I was the one to look away. Because I remembered. I remembered everything.
— Jenny Han, It's Not Summer Without You
The aunts’ conception of the right to privacy went far enough to allow you to close the toilet door when you were peeing, but no further.
— Zen Cho, The House of Aunts
Even if I did feel bad for Darian, I wouldn’t admit it. Siding with anyone who violates The Protectorate would make me Noncompliant. That would make me almost as corrupt as him. To side with those who violate The Protectorate is strictly forbidden and punishable by a week in the Terrorscape.
— Shannon Duffy, Awakening
After a kiss like that, he should know I’m the one. He should be down on his knees begging me to marry him and have his little Hottie babies.
— Jillian Dodd, Kiss Me
The same Andrew Smith is in all these books, but for me, I feel like you can see the point in his writing where he decided he no longer had anything to lose. That, to me, is when he reached the top of his game.”~ Christa Desir
— Christa Desir
You can stand in the middle of a street and let the drops fall on you and feel refreshed. It's like God's little sprinkler.
— Travis Thrasher, Marvelous
I refused to believe that someone who had a voice that angelic could be bad. I knew it was illogical to think that way, but I had to believe in something good.
— Amanda Giasson, Love at First Plight
Nobody wants to be born a One. One’s have the shortest lifespan. They must turn themselves in to The Protectorate for termination at age twenty-five. If I were ever going to feel sympathy for Darian, it would be because of that. Knowing he’d die the youngest of all the citizens is probably what made Darian go mad.
— Shannon Duffy, Awakening
Suddenly, I can't move. I can't speak. I am set in stone, but it's a glorious chiseled sort of stone.
— Travis Thrasher, Wonder
Everyone has to die at some point, so the thought of passing on together while holding hands with my one true love has always sounded like an amazing fairy tale. It reminds me of the old Shakespearean play Romeo and Juliet, and of the powerful love they shared.
— Shannon Duffy, Awakening
So yeah, maybe this will be the rest of our lives. Pot roast and Diet Cokes and my parents making eyes at each other. As for those slaps and punches and hateful words, we'll just sweep those under the rug or wherever they can go.
— Travis Thrasher, Wonder
I think of this girl, this bright light coming from such a dark place. I know that the things she believes about God and the Bible and hope and all that are very real to her. They're not nice sayings on Twitter just to fill a box. They're the things she truly believes.I'm not sure I'm ready to rejoice, and I'm not quite ready to pray.The cool thing is that Marvel knows this. She knows this and doesn't seem to mind.
— Travis Thrasher, Wonder
It took me a moment to realize but I was having an epiphany. I was standing in the middle of Times Square wearing nothing but purple tennis sneakers with the laces pulled out, clutching an empty bottle of Jack Daniel’s in one hand and a shit-eating grin in the other. Rodney and Samantha stood about ten feet away, laughing their asses off as people walked by me without so much as a sideways glance. My clothes lay crumpled on the ground at my feet, my Redskins baseball cap upside down and jutting up out of my jeans like the crater of some long-dormant volcano.
— Meridian Way, Lost
I look around and some of the people are sitting in their chairs just staring across the room. Some are actually eating but some are eating the paper plate and their food is all over the table and the floor. 
— I look down again and my sandwich is gone. I push my plate away and lay my head down on the table and close my eyes. I want to die but I’m just too damn tired.
There’s a light pulsing somewhere, its soft, amber glow gently seeping into the delicate skin covering my eyes, pooling in the tiny gullies on either side of my nose. My body feels heavy, burdened with the weight of a thousand year sleep.
— Meridian Way, Lost
I can hear someone whispering, like a mother quieting her small child: shhh…shhh…shhh…a pregnant pause taking shape and growing between each whisper, bringing life to the next series of sounds.	They last no more than a few seconds, these brief acts of creation.
— Meridian Way, Lost
There are a thousand beautiful things behind that look. A marvelous sort of ache that only a few people know about. Some miraculous sort of sorrow she's managed to walk away from.
— Travis Thrasher, Marvelous
You said the demon’s signature is faint. I may be able to heal her if she’s been injured.”“Not in your present state, you said.”She scowled at him. “I won’t let you back into my uncle’s home.”“Then I can’t protect you if the Baltimore demon comes for you.”She folded her arms.Hunter’s jaw tightened. “All right. I’ll call you.” He snorted under his breath. “You’re a Kubiteron and I’m a Matusa. That means you’re to obey me.”“You mean, ‘You, Matusa, me, Kubiteron?’ No way, Tarzan. Go beat on your chest before some other lesser demon.”Jared quickly hid a smile.Hunter’s face turned dark. She gave him a quirky smile, then vanished.
— Terry Spear, The Trouble with Demons
Some people were nice to you simply because they liked you.
— Leila Sales, This Song Will Save Your Life
Who cares about a test? There will be a million more quizzed in your life.
— Holly Black, The Darkest Part of the Forest
If you guys wanted to blend in, you shouldn't have send Dimples here. The way some of the women are staring at him, I might end up having to protect him instead. -Relentless
— Karen Lynch
Without the Dreamscape, we can’t sleep.My parents remind me all the time about stories their parents told them, of how things were in the Manic Age. The time before our bodies were upgraded to sync with the amazing invention called the Dreamscape. Thirty-eight years ago, people actually had to fall asleep on their own and, sometimes, they would toss and turn for hours. My grandparents said when sleep, in its mercy, did come, it often brought with it horrible images I’ve heard people used to call nightmares.
— Shannon Duffy, Awakening
Darian murdered them in cold blood. That’s a crime punishable with life in the Terrorscape, where you experience the worst nightmares imaginable.
— Shannon Duffy, Awakening
But when I close my eyes, I'm more like THIS under the surface: I'm laughing and scheming and dreaming.
— Laura Lee Gulledge, Page by Paige
You are on my side," she says."What side is that?" I ask."The winning side," she says, and smiles. "The team of the artists.""Who are we playing?""The barbarians," she says. "We are always playing them.
— Jenny Hubbard, Paper Covers Rock