I so rarely have the chance to field-test anything. Amelie is so conservative about these things -Myrnin.
Why was it the hot mean girls always ran in packs, like hyenas?
You better check your playlist. Because you are on the wrong track.
It’s a sad day when Myrnin is the safe choice, she thought. Apparently, he thought so, too, because he gave her a long, troubled look before pressing his thumb to a glass plate inside the room and opening the door.
From Shane’s Point of View: Jester talking to Shane: “What’s the matter? You afraid you’d bite your skinny little girlfriend?” Jester laughed. “She’s already someone else’s, you know. I can smell the bite on her. He’s marked her.” Myrnin. “Shut up,” I said, and kicked him in the face.
She smacked him so hard his momma felt it.
Bouncing in hoppy little circles like a demented Goth bunny.
Amelie had on black pants, a black zip-up hoodie, andrunning shoes. So wrong.
Your education or your life, Claire. I’d rather you be alive and a little bit dumber.
Have I mentioned how hot Michael is? Hot, hot, hot. I mean, all guitar players are crushworthy – it’s like it’s issued with the talent – but I’ve been noticing lately that he is total Hottie McHottie of Hotland. Not that I could tell him that. Luckily, he is a boy. Hence, too dense to figure out why I’m staring at his ass.
You have ink in your blood, boy, and no help for it. Books will never be just a business to you.
Always remember the words of Descartes: The reading of all good books is like conversion with the finest men of the past centuries.
There are three parts to learning: information, knowledge and wisdom. A mere accumulation of information is not knowledge, and a treasure of knowledge is not in itself, wisdom.
Lives are short, but knowledge is eternal.
I must acquire my own information, build my own knowledge, and, through experience, transform it to the treasured gold of wisdom.
We never wanted to conquer the world, only our fears.
Losing one pint of blood’s an accident. Losing two is carelessness.
The first purpose of a librarian is to preserve and defend our books. Sometimes, that means dying for them – or making someone else die for them. Tota est scientia.
Jess had never imagined that someone would be so empty that they’d need to destroy something that precious to feel full.
Hard habit to break, friendship.