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“I know an excuse when I hear one. Don't you dare deceive yourself into believing that you're the victim, Derek Novak.”
― Bella Forrest, A Shade of Vampire

“I should curl up in a ball and cry. Instead i think about everything in the whole entire world that makes me angry - There is a lot, oh, there is a lot - and I start singing Justin Bieber at the top of my lungs.”
― Kiersten White, Mind Games

“I start at the beginning, mentally screaming every obscenity I can in alphabetical order. Then I start setting them to the tune of "Row, Row, Row Your Boat”
― Kiersten White, Mind Games

“Bulgaria, I reflected as I walked back to the hotel, isn’t a country; it’s a near-death experience.”
― Bill Bryson, Neither Here nor There: Travels in Europe

“Love, and trust. The things that make us human. They could have been mine, if only I could have leapt. If only we could have leapt.”
― Amie Kaufman, Their Fractured Light

“- "Control what an interesting word for you to be dwelling on"
- "I have other words" I scream the F-Word in my head, over and over again.”
― Kiersten White, Mind Games

“Es curioso cómo nos pasamos la vida preocupados por cosas que siempre terminan teniendo solución, para bien o para mal. Tememos las malas situaciones como si fueran el final y no lo son. Final solo hay uno y ese... ese sí que no tiene vuelta de hoja.”
― Elísabet Benavent, La magia de ser nosotros

“My throat closes up then, and we’re both silent, with only the rain on the roof to break up the quiet. I study the girl I knew, another casualty of this fight, wondering how the wounds of it will mark her.

“Clear skies, Sof.� It’s all I have left to say.

“Clear skies,â€� she whispers. “I hope you find what you’re looking for.”
― Amie Kaufman, This Shattered World

“We have nothing left. Orphans. Castaways." She turns to me. "Childless. That is what we are. The unwanted or the un-killed. We
are together only by the wrongs done to us. There is no-one else to worry about us, to fear for our safety, or to give us comfort.”
― Bill Blais, No Good Deed

“The problem is, we really are an island. And the truth is, we really have been marooned. And to compound it all, that old myth is true: we really are sinking, just not in the way we've always been led to believe.”
― Judith Huang, Sofia and the Utopia Machine

“I can see his breath stirring the dust in the air, making it dance in the beam from the flashlight. It quickens as I watch him, until I can almost hear a waltz, each particle of dust twirling to the ghost of that old song.”
― Amie Kaufman

“A bright, opalescent light flooded her being. As she soared high above the treetops she could see Jacob racing through the forest below with Nicky by his side, the little boy's expression fierce... running far, far away.
An indescribable peace set in, covering her like a whisper-soft cashmere blanket, coddling her frail limbs. Warmth spread throughout her body for the first time in these frigid winter months. The iridescent glow spread from her limbs too encompass her, bathing her very being in a shimmering white light that shone with such clarity. So beautiful, so transparent, so ethereal.
Her pain dissolved and fell to earth, like chains cast aside. She could breathe without effort, sweetly perfumed air refreshed and revived.”
― Jan Moran, Scent of Triumph

“Daniel noticed that Sofia glared hungrily at the remains of the fruit as Enniel replaced it on the altar. She looked as if she might rise up, throw herself across the temple, and gorge herself on the sticky fragments.”
― Storm Constantine, Scenting Hallowed Blood

“Oh, Enniel, face reality. Shemyaza is no ordinary being. What would burn you or I might simply be the beat of a lover’s body to him.”
― Storm Constantine, Scenting Hallowed Blood

“Sofia visualised shining strings emanating from each of her fingers and connected with the souls of her puppets. All she had to do to get them to perform was to lift a finger and tweak a string.”
― Storm Constantine, Scenting Hallowed Blood