Dark and Shallow Lies

Knowing is hard, but it's a thing you can survive. The not knowing will kill you in the end. It's the secrets that fester." -Zale

Need isn't love. Loneliness isn't love. And pain isn't love. Even if it's shared.

Knowing is hard,” he says, “but it’s a thing you can survive. The not knowing will kill you in the end. It’s the secrets that fester.

Lots of people fall in love with monsters,' he tells me. 'Only they don't realize it until it's too late.'" (page 342)

It may not be what you were expecting, but that doesn't mean it isn't what you need" -Honey

Anything we lose comes around in another form. But that doesn't mean we don't grieve" -Honey

You don't go on living just the same," he tells me. "You have to go on living in a completely different way.

Anything we lose comes around in another form,” she reminds me. “But that doesn’t mean we don’t grieve.

Don't be afraid... There are some things only the storm can teach us." -Zale

Our eyes are on the front of our heads for a reason, Grey. Let the past stay where it belongs.

And it feels so good to talk to someone. Really talk to someone. About things that don't hurt. And about things that do.

This town is poison. Elora knew that.' (page 142)

Troubles are always heavier when you carry them alone, Grey.' (page 127)

Don't allow what you can do to change who you are" -Honey

Troubles are always heavier when you carry them alone" -Honey

There's magic in you, Grey

Seems like, every time I'm with Zale, I come away just a little bit healed.

Because even when the secrets we hide in our pockets aren't our own, the weight of them can still be enough to drown us

I trusted him because he gave me so many reasons to. At first, because Elora had trusted him enough to share our special words with him. And because he cared enough to give me back Elora's ring, when I didn't even know he had it. But then, because of the way he treated me. His patience and his gentleness. The way he was honest with me, over and over, when he could have fed me easy lies.

And I know for sure then that what I told Evie was true. Hart isn't in love with me. Not like Evie meant. Need isn't love. Loneliness isn't love. And pain isn't love. Even if it's shared.

Don't be afraid, Grey," he tells me. "There are some things only the storm can teach us.

This Hart is the one that picked me up and carried me back to Honey when I tripped on a tree root out at Li'l Pass and nearly split my head open the summer we were both eleven. The Hart that used his favorite T-shirt to soak up the blood and told me awful knock-knock jokes the whole walk home just to keep me calm.

You know what’s awful, Grey?” Evie wipes at her face, then she wraps her skinny arms around her chest and shivers hard. “The dead? They lie. Just like the rest of us.

,“You know what’s awful, Grey?” Evie wipes at her face, then she wraps her skinny arms around her chest and shivers hard. “The dead? They lie. Just like the rest of us.

It's so hard when someone goes away and leaves a hole.

What's past is prologue. -The Tempest

It's just weird, you know? Everything's different- And nothing's different