Adult Quotes
She looked herself in the eyes and saw that there was nothing left. No sense. It must have gone through that hole in her chest along with everything else.
She had every right to be harsh, mean, and independent. Every damn right. And yet he had a feeling that she needed care more than anyone else in the world.
...their voices are quieter than the other groups around them, but their body language speaks volumes.
It was like I couldn't think of any words. Now I can think of about nine million." "How many words are in the English language?""Not the point.
It's so weird how that can be, how you could have a night that's the worst in your life, but to everybody else it's just an ordinary night.
My emotions are spiraling out of control. I never promised I would be logical at a time like this!
I feel like this is a horror story. That's how scared I am right now."Don't be scared.""That doesn't help.
Dead yet?" Gus answered.I smirked. "Not yet, but the night's still young.""Here's hoping.
Grandma's house had the atmosphere of a Tupperware box left out in the sun. Like a tropical flower, she had to be kept warm and moist at all times, or she would wilt and die.
The others could believe that she was that way because she lost her parents so early, but Peter knew better. She was strong, confident, and never broken.
Biking up the same mile-and-a-half long asphalt hill is so much harder when I know that at the end of the journey I’ll either be an outlaw, or I’ll be dead.
The Arum are nothing more than what a human would call a parasite. They are not worth the filthy floor you lie upon.
He watched her curiously from below, feeling as someone might feel watching a butterfly sit nearby, afraid to scare it off with a sound of voice or an abrupt movement.
Thirty-two steps until Haley Tremaine entered hell. Thirty-two steps until she walked into the smell of alcohol and burned microwaveable meals, into a place where fear overwhelmed.
The Suitors Ball is fast approaching and it's a nasty reminder that my suitor will be chosen shortly. I feel sorry for the poor unfortunate guy, whichever one of them it happens to be.
Puberty corrupts - that’s a fact, and it corrupts without consent – that’s the concern.
Ah, youth!It was a beautiful night...The moon was out of orbit.The stars were awry.But everything else was exactlyas it should have been.
Find our way out, Greenie. Solve the buggin' Maze and find our way out.
We're both whisper-screaming at each other. All I can think is this is the worst possible way to break up with somebody.
We could adopt. there are lots of kids out there who could grow up to hate us as much as any kid we could make
She looked over the colored boxes of smiling women holding plastic sticks. Why isn’t there a box showing a terrified teen?
No matter what I did, I was hurting someone. There was a constant battle of emotions going on inside my head, but even though I still cared about Tom all I wanted, all I needed, was Mika.
Instead of a criminal or a drug addict, I was looking at a boy—just a boy.
I’d skipped the crush kiddie pool and jumped right into the deep, shark-infested ocean of emotions. And, if you’ll forgive the dramatic metaphor, I was a lousy swimmer.
I will no longer be judged by the standards of others. I will judge myself. I will not live by someone else's rules. I will make my own.
I think it's time you got a summer love of your own until lover boy sees he need to ditch Gina.
Uncle Joe pulled the L.E.F. from his head and his side arm from his hip. “We don’t have five minutes.
Uncle Joe pulled the L.E.F. from his head and his side arm from his hip.... “We don’t have five minutes.
Hand in hand, we climb the processional stair, rising in the celebratory uproar of a capricious court. As we enter the palace, we are blinded by the ascent from sunshine into darkness.
It's funny how one life-changing event could make you forget what happiness felt like.
What's poetry?" I've never heard the word before, but I like the sound of it. It sounds elegant and easy, somehow, like a beautiful woman turning in a long dress.
I never realised how powerful desire could be. It consumes every part of you, enhancing your senses by a million.
I gotta say, I was really feeling the robe, but there's something about a girl in cartoon pajamas that does it for me.
Why aren’t you smiling?” Cameron asks. She picks up the Astropad and stops the video.“Because this is the beginning, not the end.
Take it slow. We want to know what’s ahead before what’s ahead knows we’re here.
Lexie was the leader of the bobble heads. They were a group of girls best described as perfect, plastic, fake and hollow headed, hence the name bobble heads.
It's just...how do I put this? Maybe it's just hard for me to imagine turning down something that's so much harder for someone like me to find.
She waits for his reprimand or words of disapproval.He kisses her instead. Hard. Lips demanding, fingers tightening on her chin. He consumes her with this single act.
Time keeps ticking away, unaware of the suffering each second generates. Time doesn’t care, because if it did, it would’ve reversed.
You should’ve told me, ” she repeats. “Because here’s a news flash: You might’ve wanted to shelter me, but there’s nowhere you can hide me that’ll keep me safe from what’s inside my head.
You didn’t tell Summer about it, did you?”“What?” Gage scoffs. “Yeah, telling your girlfriend the Angel of Death might visit her if some switch is flipped is normal pillow talk.
Maybe the Society was right all along. From the very beginning, that’s what they called her. A time bomb.Tick, tick, tick.
Just in case you’re wondering, ” Gage says, breaking the silence, “this alliance of ours doesn’t mean I like you.”“Feeling’s mutual.” Julian tosses him a disdainful look.