But it was smell that carried memory.
Sometimes he felt sure that the key to happiness was a poor memory.
She was supposed to be putting her life together right now, and all she could seem to do was throw grenades at it.
My household is, in a nice way, very busy.
How terrible would it be to just wait there pathetically alone for him never to show up?" Eudoxia's expression grew more serious. "That's what you're doing anyway, my dear.
She'd loved him as much as he'd let her. More than he'd let her.
The distinction has blurred between young adult and adult books. Some of the teen books have become more sophisticated.
When I turned fifteen, I remember my father gave me a credit card which I was allowed to use for two things: emergencies and books.
Gestating characters feels something like the mental equivalent of gestating a baby. In both cases, to create them you lose yourself. Or at least you reshape yourself to encompass them.
She must have sensed she never really had him. That was a sadness of hers, he knew.
I did love her. I've loved her from the first time I saw her.
He could lose himself in her forever, he thought.
Maybe it didn’t matter if you were a world-famous heartthrob or a painful geek. Maybe it didn’t matter if you friend was possibly dying. Maybe you just got through it. Maybe that was all you could ask for.
But there were times when you felt miserable and you wanted to feel better, and other times when you felt miserable and you figured you would just keep on feeling miserable.
The most haunting thing was not that he didn't love her anymore. She could have accepted that eventually. The most haunting thing was that he did. He loved her from afar. He loved her in a way that was preserved in time, that couldn't be sullied. And she tended it in her careful, curatorial way.
Everyone is fragile. Everything beautiful is fragile
Someday when you're twenty, maybe, I'll see you again. You'll be this hot soccer star at some great school, with a million guys more interesting than I am chasing you down. And you know what? I'll see you and I'll pray you want me still.
She wanted him to notice her so much.
At the worst possible moment, the most painful, darkest moment when you can't take it anymore and you are afraid, that is when a feeling of peace and comfort will come over you, and it's like nothing you've ever felt.
I'm dying with you before I'm living without you.
She felt like parts of her soul were missing, had left her body long ago. It had happened not in Greece three months ago, but long before that. It was in Greece that she'd realized those parts had left her and were not coming back.
Please believe him. Keep your heart open to him. He can make you happy. He has always loved you, and you once loved him with all your heart.
You are not going to die, I know I said I'd let you, but I can't.
What Daniel taketh away, Daniel giveth.
I told him, though, that he better be good to you. When you came along, I said I'd share you, but I told him to remember that you're my sister. I loved you first.
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