Rachel Quotes
Cat's heated gaze meets mine, and she smiles. Another piece of my heart is hers.
Wishing that I could stay right here in this moment of not doing, but simply being, forever.
We're going to the Underworld, " Izzy said. She bounced a little as she said it, her eyes bright and her tone implying that "the Underworld" was akin to "Candy Land.
You've got an answer for everything... It's one of the side effects of being right all the time.
She wasn’t his kind of woman, and she didn’t want to fall in love with a man who would break her heart like a Dorito.
Writers are always alone, even in a room bursting with noises of the familiar.
It’ll make you feel better.” "By making me dead?” I asked. “I mean, I’m sure that would make my headache go away, but that’s a heck of a side effect.
Mom smiled and brushed my hair away from my face. “You can call yourself whatever youwant.”“Okay. Sophie Awesome Sparkle-Princess it is.
Let's just say you may regret that second piece of cake.' Oh my God. Regret cake? Whatever was about to happen must be truly evil.
Because a person couldn't ever be good and evil at once. Little girl, don't you know? The world is made up of shades of grey.
You are so much a part of me that it physically hurts when you are away--like I can't fully breathe until you are back again.
I want to feel you up like we're sixteen in the backseat of a car. On the outside of your clothes, " he said just above a whisper. "Touch you all over, then slide my hands up under your shirt.
Charles Tucker had starred in Ella's dreams ever since she was fourteen.
A toast, " she declared. "To an incredible summer kicking butt and chasing dreams.
Bass players have bigger instruments." Charlie's slow grin curled her toes and he added, "We also do it deeper.
Baby girl, you destroy me, " he whispered against her lips. "You have to tell me if you don't want this because I'm holding on by a thread." "Then let go, " she whispered in reply.
That girl's heart is bigger than Texas." Her eyes narrowed. "And it's as tender as a baby's butt. You take care with it, you hear?
Music may be his passion -- but this, right here, was his dream.
I love you, music man. You are my happily ever after.
Tyler, I'd marry you again in a heartbeat. You are my fairy tale.
Her wide, gorgeous smile was the culprit. It was pure magic. Neighbors lined the parking lot, eager to empty their pockets, all so she'd shine that beam on them.
Her pulse pounded in her ears. She didn't need to turn around to know he was standing behind her. Most likely with a smirk at catching her impromptu belly dance.
My happy place, huh? Well, yeah, I guess that's what music is for me.
You know, the heroes in my romance novels always say that. Scout's honor. But they all later admit to never being a Boy Scout.
Staring into his eyes, she noticed a thin circle of gray around the green. A SILVER LINING, she thought.
With chemistry like theirs, this was the perfect setup for a fling...and Sherry wanted to go out on a high note."BRING ON THE ROADIE!
Being with Demetri wasn’t the absence of pain, it was the added presence of peace, making it easier and easier for that little part of my heart to heal again.--From Pull: A Seaside Novel
As Jess watched in numb horror, the man tore a page from the book and stuffed it into his mouth.
This was like watching murder. Defilement. And it was something worse than either of those things. Even among his family, black trade as they were, books were holy things.
I understood something about myself as well, even if I didn't have the will to examine it just then.
By acquiescing in an act that causes such suffering to a living creature, who among us is not diminished?
Life's not that simple. Not so easy to move on when the anger you've got is what keeps you going.
When the time is right, when these feelings of rage and unfairness once again overcome me, I will not faint. I will fight.
In a surreal gift from the universe, time both stands still and flies past you in that singular moment when you find out someone you once loved is gone.
You weren't picky about who got hurt. Still aren't. So don't preach at us like you're some kind of saint. You're just another sinner.
I remember three years ago looking into the entrance pool of Julia’s stately domus and finding I was beautiful.
There are two sacred causes in this world, ” he said, holding up his pinkie and ring ringer. “Chance and necessity. By chance I was there to help when you had need.
Some achieve greatness through people who lift them higher. Others find it when they have to stand alone.
Treat sins that your children struggle with like basic math. Practice, Practice, and you'll get it.