Blue was a fanciful, but sensible thing. Like a platypus, or one of those sandwiches that had been cut into circles for a fancy tea party.
In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys.
The one reality was this: He was home. How badly he wanted to stay.
Arbores loqui latine. The trees speak Latin.
He lifted his eyes to the girl. She looked afraid. She always looked afraid, these days. The world was a scary place. She said: “Take me with you.” He woke up.
This car was a very pretty lie.
She couldn’t make it untrue.
Then Maura made something with butter and Calla made something with bacon and Blue steamed broccoli in self-defense.
I expect that would be a very different world with very different priorities.
Hello, lovely. You’re as pretty as pretty today.
Ronan Lynch lived with every sort of secret.
Gansey studied Adam’s erratic handwriting. His letters always looked like they were running from something.
The only thing was, she didn’t really want to see the future. What she wanted was to see something no one else could see or would see, and maybe that was asking for more magic that was in the world.
Ronan didn’t need physics. He could intimidate even a piece of plywood into doing what he wanted.
He didn’t like to see either of the women in his family disappointed; it ruined perfectly good meals.
She leaned toward me, offering her neck, and I kissed her just behind her ear.
Most people had an acquired kind of beauty, they became better looking the longer you knew them and the better you loved them, but Cole had unfairly skipped to the end of the game, all jaggedly handsome and Hollywood-looking. Not needing any love to get there.
It’s like thinking you’re going to heaven, but when you get there it turns out to be Cleveland.
The entire room was so yellow that it looked like the sun had thrown up on the walls and wiped its mouth afterward on the dresser and curtains. – Cole.
It’s like how on certain days some people wear sweaters when other people can wear t-shirts and still feel comfortable – different reactions to the same temperature.