Rachel Vincent Quotes About Memories

Quotes about: Memories

• The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.

  Rachel Vincent

  Memories, Nice, Sticks

  Rachel Vincent (2011). “Soul Screamers Volume One: My Soul to Lose\My Soul to Take\My Soul to Save”, p.412, Harlequin

• Did he show himself?” Nash asked, and I glanced to my right to see him staring at my father, as fascinated as I was. My dad nodded. “He was an arrogant little demon.” “So what happened?” I asked. “I punched him.” For a moment, we stared at him in silence. “You punched the reaper?” I asked, and my hand fell from the strainer onto the edge of the sink. “Yeah.” He chuckled at the memory, and his grin brought out one of my own. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen my father smile. “Broke his nose.

  Rachel Vincent

  Memories, Dad, Father

• I squeezed my eyes shut and took several deep breaths, trying not to smell Jace in front of me, not to taste him on my lips. But it was useless. In that moment, Jace was everywhere. He was in my mind, he was in my heart, and he was in my memory. He smelled good. He tasted good. And the blissful aftershock still throbbing in my most sensitive places felt wonderful, when everything else in my life was an obstacle to be overcome.

  Rachel Vincent

  Memories, Eye, Heart

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