We stood two feet apart. There was a buffer of history between us, and everything else pulling us together.
If someone is robbing us, come back after buisness hours!” Calla’s voice came from upstairs.
He had blue eyes. People generally think blue eyes are pretty, but his were not. They were not cornflower, sky, baby, indigo, azure. His were iceberg, squall, hypothermia, eventual death.
Everyone dreamed, only some forgot.
No one knew him,” Declan said. He was telling her something about himself.
Piper’s lust was like a single bear trap in the wilderness. It was nearly impossible to find if you were looking for it, but it was something you wanted to be prepared for if you stepped into it by accident.
It was hidden in things Adam already knew, half-glimpsed behind a forest made of thoughts.
See you on the other side. Excelsior.
Adam was beginning to realize he hadn’t known Ronan at all. Or rather, he had known part of him and assumed it was all of him. The scent of Cabeswater, all trees after rain, drifted past Adam, and he realized that while he’d been looking at Ronan, Ronan had been looking at him.
Pigmy Pouters’, Malory replied. ‘Feisty ones!’ Gansey mouthed Blue at Adam. Adam let out a little wail of helpless laughter.
A coward’s heart is no prize, but the man of valor deserves his shining helmet.
The thing was, Henrietta looked like a place where magic could happen. The valley seemed to whisper secrets.
Back then, Ronan was not in the business of believing, but that was all right, because his father wanted adoration, not trust.
Ronan put the white sunglasses onto Gansey’s face and regarded him once more. His face went somber for half a second, and then it dissolved into an absolutely wonderful and fearless laugh. The old Ronan Lynch’s laugh. No, it was better than that one, because this new one had just a hint of darkness beneath it. This Ronan knew there was crap in the world, but he was laughing anyway.
He was just upset Dad liked you the best. I didn’t care. Everybody has favorite things. Mom liked me best anyway.
The Vancouver crowd had their eyes on the stars, not trained on the ground.
Every time I can’t tell where someone’s calling me from in a room and every time I accidentally start to put my earbuds in both ears I think about you.
You are made of dreams and this world is not for you.
Rex Corvus, parate Regis Corvi.
I’m overfull on secrets and underfed on friends.