Everyone’s still gossiping about where he’s been. The most popular rumours are “dark coming-of-age ceremony that left him too marked up to be in public” and “Ibiza.
You’re so alive, Simon Snow. You got my share of it.
But it was a mistake thinking of that as an end. There is no end. Bad things happen, and then they stop, but they keep on wreaking havoc inside of people.
I just wanted to tell you that i’m going to carry on. As i am.
May you fight your own battles and forge your own wings.
At Watford, Magic is just the air we breathe. It’s not what separates us from each other; it’s what keeps us together.
It’s good to see you girls spending time together,” she says. “It’s good to have a life that passes the Bechdel test.
I’m hopelessly in love with him.
Sometimes I’m glad Penny wears glasses; her eye contact is so fierce, it’s good to have a buffer.
I never thought there was a path that would lead here, a fourth-floor flat with two bedrooms and a kettle and a grey-eyed vampire sitting on the couch, messing with his new phone.
Light a match inside your heart.
How long does it take for a star to collapse? How many trillions of years?
I’m going to die kissing Simon Snow.
I know that things will only get better if good people fight for what’s important.
He swallows. Snow has the longest neck and the showiest swallow I’ve ever seen. His chin juts out and his Adam’s apple catches – it’s a whole scene.
I just can’t pass the scones up if they’re there. They’re soft and light and a little bit salty. Sometimes I dream about them.
I need you to be my person. I need to see you. And hear you. I need you to stay alive. And I need you to stop kissing other people just because they’re standing next to you when the ball drops.
Sometimes Simon kisses me like it’s the end of the world, and I worry he might believe that it is.
It’s a hard spell and an old spell, and it works only if you understand the Great Vowel Shift of the Sixteenth Century – and if you’re stupidly in love.
Go ahead and shoot me. This isn’t my favourite shirt.