If you loved someone, you couldn’t let lies come between you. No matter what happened – even if you’d already lost each other forever – you owed each other the truth.
Good Soldiers don’t sacrifice the cause for love – Lucas If the cause isn’t love then it isn’t worth the sacrifice.
I hear your insults and plan to silence them with my victory.
You gotta learn how to take a compliment, because I’m not going to stop making them.
People get stupid when they’re in love; people want what they can’t have; and the years between ages twelve and eighteen always, always suck.
Vic knelt by Lucas’s side. “You look like crap, by the way.” “Thanks for breaking it to me gently.” Lucas took a deep breath, then groaned.
Vic bears you no ill will. He is outside drinking the Dew of the Mountain and will be glad to see you yourself again” Ranulf said to Lucas.
Vic pointed at him, two finger-guns of approval. “I like a man who knows the value of words, doesn’t spend ’em too cheap.” Ranulf nodded. “That is the manner in which I roll.
Tell me why.” My voice shook. “Tell me right now.
Me gustan los hombres que conocen el valor de las palabras y no las derrochan.
That means I’m not just here for the pretty parts. I’m here no matter what.
It was as if something snapped in two deep inside me. My parents – the people I’d loved the most in the world, the ones I’d always told all my secrets to, the ones I’d wanted to hide with far away from the rest of the world. They had lied, and I couldn’t imagine why. It couldn’t possibly matter why.
Every single day was just a box on the calendar that I could put a red X through; each one brought me closer to Lucas and to liberty.
But nothing was a important as escaping Evernight or the ‘destiny’ my parents and teachers had decided for me. I had only one chance to be free and to be with the guy I loved. I intended to take it.
About time you grew up and became a vampire like the rest of us.
But do you want this? It’s not much of a life. Don’t you see? It’s the first life I’ve had in four hundred years. With you – in the only way that matters – I’m alive again.
All of my best friends are dead people. Someday I’ve got to figure out how that happened.
You’ll live forever, and being remembered by is the only immortality I’ll ever need. If i only live on as a part of you – Bianca, that’s my idea of Heaven.
I wonder how much of the rest of his clothes I could convince him to take off, then wonder where that thought came from. Well I guess I know.
But you have nothing better to do with your time than harass us, do you? Go back to ruling the universe from Mount Olympus or whatever else it is you mongrels do.