And Ronan was everything that was left: molten eyes and a smile made for war.
They were always walking away from him. But he never seemed able to walk away from them.
Here is another secret: I have no business being fascinated by you.
I didn’t think I belonged here in her world, a boy stuck between two lives, dragging the dangers of the wolves with me, but when she said my name, waiting for me to follow, I knew I’d do anything to stay with her.
Right now, it’s hard to imagine that it is raining anywhere in the world.
If that moment had been a real thing, it would’ve been a butterfly, flapping and fluttering toward the sun.
I would say that by virtue of your not acting parental up to this point, you’ve relinquished your ability to wield any power now. Sam and I are together. It’s not an option.
I wish you could be kissed, Jane,? he said. ‘Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.’ He flailed an arm toward the stars.
She wore a dress Ronan thought looked like a lampshade. Whatever sort of lamp it belonged on, Gansey clearly wished he had one. Ronan wasn’t a fan of lamps.
Death smells like birthday cake.
When Gansey was polite, it made him powerful. When Adam was polite, he was giving power away.
I hated this. I hated knowing what I wanted and knowing what was right and knowing they weren’t the same thing.
Grace: The idea was immediately unbearable, only because I wanted it to be true so badly it hurt.
I couldn’t imagine anyone ever reading a book enough to make it look like that. It looked like it had been driven over by a school bus after someone had taken a bath with it.
If you never saw the stars, candles were enough.
He strode over to the ruined church. This, Blue had discovered, was how Gansey got places – striding. Walking was for ordinary people.
Clutter is my natural habitat.
I had this feeling that he and I, in this moment, were a car crash, and instead of putting on the brakes, I was hitting the accelerator.
There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn’t remember what the sky looked like. But I didn’t die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.
You could write a book about things that you can’t find on-line.