Do you not like the fruit bits? That’s the best part.” Gansey directed this last statement to Blue, who gave him her mostly empty yogurt cup.
For a moment, Blue was actually lost for words. She had never believed people who claimed to be speechless, but she was. She opened her mouth, and at first, all that came out was air. Then something like the beginning of a laugh. Then, finally, she managed to sputter, “I am not a prostitute.
It was easy to read him as shy or uncertain, she thought, but he really wasn’t either.
But that drummer – the one who could make his drum sound like water dropping into a bucket or like the footfalls of a giant or like rain scattering on a roof – he was the one to watch. He was the one who could make you forget yourself.
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You can’t force someone to love you-don’t you get it? You can force them to kill for you. You can force them to be your subjects. You can’t make someone love you!
What God has made, let not Fey eviscerate,” Aodhan noted.
It looked like I’d tried to trap Cthulhu.
I didn’t know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i’d forgotten. Sort of like a splinter – not when you first get it under your skin, but the slow ache after it has been taken out.
The world needs more love at first sight.
Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants.
I have a certain avoidance of reality that makes fantasy an ideal choice for me.
I tried to picture her in a class, any class, anywhere on campus, and failed miserably. I pictured her frolicking in a forest glade around some guy she’d just sacrificed to a heathen god. That image worked way better.
My most memorable adventure was investigating the chalk cliffs in Yorkshire. While clambering over kelp-covered boulders half-covered by the sea, I fell and smashed my tail bone on one of them.
I’m fascinated about how past events shape our perception of current events and how they make us the people we are.
One thousand brilliant stars punched holes in my consciousness, pricking me with longing. I could stare at the stars for hours, their infinite number and depth pulling me into a part of myself that I ignored during the day.
I grew up with boys of all kinds – I have two brothers, and I was in a bagpipe band for several years.
There are moments that you’ll remember for the rest of your life and there are moments that you think you’ll remember for the rest of your life, and it’s not often they turn out to be the same moment.
I don’t care for werewolves. They’re all right, I guess, if you go for the shedding, savaging the country-side thing. But they’re not very scary nor very sexy and so what’s the point?
I’m quite happy for that smile, because Dad told me once you should be grateful for the gifts that are the rarest.