You have punished me long enough, you have punished yourself long enough. Return to me. I beg.
Instead of fearing the future, I should live and enjoy the present, she told herself.
Death was just the beginning of a journey that everyone took at some point.
Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.
Maybe she’d been drinking too much of the super-sweet Mexican Coca-Cola they had down here. Or maybe she was just tired, alone, and far from home. Because somewhere in the brittle, concrete center of Azrael’s dark heart, something was melting.
Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more.
I love her because she has become something more to me. She become my life.
A bad boy can be very good for a girl.
It is good to be busy. Being busy takes our mind off being in love at the wrong time, in the wrong place and with the wrong guy.
A picture is worth a thousand texts.
Schuyler put a gentle hand on Abbadon’s feathered extensions, feeling the majestic power underneath their silky weight. She had been frightened once, to see him in this light, but now that she saw his terrifying face, she found it beautiful.
The more things change, the more they stay different.
It’s said a friend is a person who walks in when everyone else walks out.
He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.
Memories were moving pictures in which meaning was constantly in flux. They were stories people told themselves.
I don’t trust an organization that would make policy out of fear.
You made a sacrifice. And heaven rewarded you.
Looking for Narnia? You’re in the wrong universe.
Love. It’s so close to hate, it’s almost indistinguishable.
He knew what it was like to love one who did not – or could not – love you back. But he’d had no choice. None of them did.