I had never been this mad at her before. It was one thing to be attacked by someone you hated, but this was something else. This was the kind of hurt that could only be inflicted by someone you loved, who you thought loved you. It was sort of like being stabbed from the inside out.
I'm just the librarian. I can only give you the books. I can't give you the answers.
We don't get to chose what is true. We only get to choose what we do about it.
In Light there is Dark, and in Dark there is Light.
You're incredibly, absolutely, extremely, supremely, unbelievably different.
The story you are afraid to write is usually the one you are meant to tell.
In one moment I was feeling everything and I was feeling nothing.
I didn't want to choose one world. I wanted to be part of both. I didn't want to see only one side of the sky. I wanted to see it all.
Blood of my heart, protection is thine. Life of my life, taking yours, taking mine Body of my body, marrow and mind Soul of my soul, to our spirit bind Blood of my heart, my tides, my moon Blood of my heart, my salvation, my doom
I never loved you any more than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than I do, right this second.
I loved her, atom by atom, one burning cell at a time.
I'll love you until the day after forever.
Maybe it needed to be broken. Sometimes things have to break before you can fix them.
I really was alone, and the only thing worse than being alone was having everyone else see how lonely you were
moments bleed together, no span to time
Lena's hair was sticking out in about fifteen directions, and her eyes were all small and puffy from crying. So this was what girls looked like in the morning. I had never seen one, not up close.
Who burns me and shocks me and shatters me with a single touch.
The library was home away from home to my mom, and my family. We had spent every Sunday afternoon there since I was a little boy, wandering around the stacks, pulling out every book with a picture of a pirate ship, a knight, a soldier, or an astronaut. My mom used to say, "This is my church, Ethan. This is how we keep the Sabbath holy in our family.
Jewelry, I'm telling you. It's a thing. And love. And maybe danger.
I couldn't look at her. I'd been jealous and hurt, and I had dragged Liv into the middle of my own broken mess of a life. All because I thought Lena didn't love me anymore. But I was stupid, and I was wrong. Lena loved me so much, she was willing to risk everything to save me. I had given up on Lena, after she had refused to give up on me. I owed her my life. It was as simple as that.
The right thing and the easy thing are never the same.
The ways I could hurt her and hurt myself. Those two things were intertwined somehow. It's hard to explain, but when you were as closed off as I was the past few months, opening felt as wrong as stripping naked in church.
...you cannot punish a wet child for the rain.
I stared at the creased map on my wall, the thin green line connecting all the places I had read about. There they were, all the cities of my imaginary future, held together with tape and marker and pins. In six months, a lot had changed. There was no thin green line that could lead me to my future anymore. Just a girl.
I guess that’s the thing about a hero’s journey. You might not start out a hero, and you might not even come back that way. But you change, which is the same as everything changing. The journey changes you, whether or not you know it, and whether or not you want it to.
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