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He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.
And I didn't think even eternity would be long enough to fix me.
Alone in my bedroom, I realized I couldn't remember the last time I'd truly laughed.
Someone who normally moved so slowly, this time, for once, was long gone.
They tear each other apart. Sometimes there aren't any happy endings or logical explanations and we just have to accept that and move on. Sometimes it really is that simple.
She had awoken this morning and slipped the amethyst ring off her finger. It had felt liked a blessed release, a final shadow lifted from her heart.
Every day offers us simple gifts when we are willing to search our hearts for the place that's right for each of us. (January 15)
Sometimes the boxes we’re put in fit. Other times, we find ourselves shoved into places too confining for our growing sense of self.
And if I see you step foot on my property again, I’ll do more than make a phone call, ” he says, waving the baseball bat around menacingly.
The people who know you best can be risker, because the words they say and things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well.
... Everything he feels, he feels strongly. Too strongly, sometimes. I think he freaks people out.
I couldn't bear the thought of Alex looking at me like I was a freak. It was bad enough that the looked at me as Jack's sister.
I hate that the actions of a minority can influence the opinions of a majority.
Sometimes it's difficult to tell what side of the moral compass we are all on. There are so many things to factor in.
What's the point in having a mind if you don't use it to make judgements?""What's the point of having a heart if you don't use it to spare others from the harsh judgements of your mind?
Memories, good and bad, can be used to help us heal if we don’t let ourselves be mired down in them.
Through pictures, we cut reality in pieces. We selected only the choicest moments, discarding the rest as if they'd never happened.
But I knew what it said. That I could be imperfect, but only so much. Human, but only within limits. And honest, to her or to myself, never.
The silence was suddenly too charged, his face too beautiful in the light.
I want to burn the world because Alan is gone, " he said. "I want to destroy everything I see. But you mean something to me. I will not destroy the world, because it has you in it.
I feel naturally florid when I look up again. I look like a flourish. I look the way the word galore feels. I feel uncultivated beautiful, like pure, organic allure.
This boy wore the ocean in his eyes, green-gray-blue, ever shifting, and I recognized him immediately. Knew before he said another word that he was as dangerous as he was beautiful.
A community narrows down and grows dreadful ignorant when it is shut up to its own affairs, and gets no knowledge of the outside world except from a cheap, unprincipled paper.
I know he's a good baby... but the challenge is to raise him into a good boy, then a good man.
There's not a lot I can fix for her anymore. Band-Aid and bedtime story days are almost over. This, I can fix with a simple Welcome.
The biggest test for parents is not how they parent, but how the respond to disorder and unpredictability.
I was so mad, I reached into the drawer for her fake sushi eraser and put it in my pocket. Serves her right for being such a big, fat, Eggo-scarfing liar.
To my faithful readers, because a book is like a pie—the only thing more satisfying than cooking up the story is knowing that somebody might be out there eating it up with a spoon.
Polly had a gift for baking pies, and she poured her heart and soul into every one she made.
Alice wondered if her mother was aware that she wasn’t the only one in town who’d come down with a bad case of Blueberry Fever.
Everyone wants to talk-talk-talk. Can't we eat-eat-eat, and then talk?
It was mortifying to find how strong the habit of idle speech may become in one’s self. One need not always be saying something in this noisy world.
There was silence in her head and silence beneath her window, and still she could not sleep.
I wish I knew who I am, " I whispered to the stars in Baya's eyes.Slowly, Baya shook his head. "Oh, Dust Girl, that's the hardest wish of all. Not even Baya can give you that one. That one you earn.
He wouldn't let his servants change the sheets on his bed because they still smelled like her, because he went to sleep dreaming that she was still lying beside him.
I'm just trying to outrun a broken heart, which is nothing to sneeze at, for a broken heart breaks a person.
People like us will never really understand, Evanelle said. We fell in love with the men we were supposed to be with right off the bat. But women with broken hearts, they change.
She looked defeated, a castle stormed, torn down, with no one living inside. She looked like a hollowed-out creature, only shell and no soul.
She had worried she would break if her heart broke, but she wasn't broken. She had lost everything, but she was not lost. It seemed a worthwhile thing to know.
They had lied, those who had extolled the virtues of love—its pleasures, its sublimity—those who had told her that it was beautiful and worthwhile.There was nothing beautiful abo