“There's nothing more inspiring than the complexity and beauty of the human heart.”
“Our purpose on this earth is not one single event, an accomplishment we can check off a list. There is no test. No passing or failing. There's only us, each moment shaping who we are, into what we will become.”
“Before I moved here, I never got the whole love-triangle thing. You know, in movies or romance novels or whatnot, where there’s one chick that all the guys are drooling over, even though you can’t see anything particularly special about her. But oh, no, they both must have her. And she’s like, oh dear, however will I choose? William is so sensitive, he understands me, he swept me off my feet, oh misery, blubber, blubber, but how can I go on living without Rafe and his devil-may-care ways and his dark and only-a-little-abusive love? Upchuck.”
“This is the part where I kiss you.”
“Hi there," Tucker says brightly, like we're bumping into each other on the street.
"Nice night for stalking," he observes.
"No, I was---"
"Get your butt in here, Carrots.”
“I’ve learned that a storm isn’t always just bad weather, and a fire can be the start of something. I’ve found out that there are a lot more shades of gray in this world than I ever knew about. I’ve learned that sometimes, when you´re afraid but you keep on moving forward, that’s the biggest kind of courage there is. And finally, I’ve learned that life isn’t really about failure and success. It’s about being present, in the moment when big things happen, when everything changes, including yourself.”
“I sneaked out to his house a couple times in the middle of the night to watch over him while he slept, just in case, I don't know, his comic book collection decided to spontaneously combust. This was dumb and admittedly creepy in an Edward Cullen kind of way.”
“This is isn't going to become one of those creepy situations where you show up at all hours of the night to watch me sleep, is it?" he asks playfully.”
“Tucker strokes my hair. There's something so tender about the gesture. It might as well have been him whispering I love you.”
“Christian is staring at us. He’s an only child and could never understand the delicate joys of sibling abuse.”
“Coward, says the nagging voice inside my head. You should talk to him. Find out what he has to say.
What if he says we belong together?
Well, then you'll have to deal with that. But at least you won't be running away.
I think it's more of a brisk walk.
I'm having an argument with myself. And I'm losing. So not a good sign.”
“It's been nice knowing you, Clara.'
Huh? My brain still a bit shell-shocked.
'Say a prayer for me, will you? He gives me a shaky grin. Because I'm pretty sure my parents are going to kill me”
“I'll never forget the way he tastes. It's not anything I can describe, a little sweet and a whole lot of spice, and it feels, in that moment, absolutely right.”
“What? I demand to know. "What is it now?"
"You're not going to go." he says.
"I've been having a vision of this place, too." This stops me from my wild, cowardly (how can he think I'm brave?) retreat back to the road ...
"You're having a new vision, too?" I ask.
"It's right here." He walks toward me, his strides long and purposeful across the grass. "Right now. I've been seeing it for weeks, and it's happening right now."
He stops in front of me.
"This is the part where I kiss you," he says.”
“This moment was written in the stars, and it is everything he thought it would be.”
“Just so you know, this is the last time I ever trust you," I say.
"But you're so cute all covered in snow."
"Shut up and help me find my ski." We search through the powder for a while, but don't locate my missing ski. After ten fruitless minutes I'm convinced that the mountain has eaten it.”
“Your hair smells like wind, did you know that?"
Yep, me and Tucker, smelling each other.”
“Pity party over?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Good. Not good to wallow for too long. It's bad for the complextion.”
“You have made my life into something so extraordinary, you can't even know.”
“Note to self: buy some nunchucks or something.”
“It's funny how when people change, you forget the way they used to be.”
“When I was a kid my mom used to tell me that if i have sex before i was married, my... junk would turn black and fall off.”
“He seems relieved to hear me say that. I guess idiots love company.”
“I'm having an argument with myself. And I'm losing. So not good.”
“So who's lucky number three?
I turn around to look at him again.
Now I get it, I tell him. You're stalking me.”
“Hasta la vista, baby," he tells me, and I shake my head and smile at how adorably dorky he can be. His Spanish only comes from Arnold Schwarzenegger.”
“First rule of Angel Club, you do not talk about Angel Club.”
“Ava's not my date. I came stag."
"Stag. You. Why?"
"So my date wouldn't get offended when I wanted to dance with you," he says.”
“I didn't figure things out, either, you know. So if you'e an idiot, I guess that makes two of us."
He seems relieved to hear me say that. I guess idiots love company.”
“There I go, Clara the parrot. I belong on a pirate's shoulder.”
“My father taught me how to track, how to read the ground and the trees. He taught me that everything has a language, that if you knew the language, you could make the world talk. The grass and the dirt hold secrets, he’d say. The wind and the water carry stories and warnings.”
“La muerte es una liberación. Ten esperanza, tal vez sea sólo un tránsito hacia un destino mejor [...] ... nada es lo que parece, [...] detrás de todo lo que ocurre siempre hay un sentido, aunque a veces esté oculto.”
“this much, too: never again will we keep our hearts waiting.”
“That boy could wear a banana leaf and a propeller beanie and look beautiful."
"That how you like your boys, Kiz?" asked Cactus.
"Oh yes. All my boys. I'll issue him a banana leaf and a propeller beanie at once and induct him into my boy-harem."
Evie snorted. "Boy harem! Imagine - their little propellers all spinning as they fan you with palm fronds."
"While they satisfy my every whim," added Cactus. Kizzy snorted.
"Forget it. I don't lend out my boys."
"Come on, no one likes a greedy slave owner."
"My boys aren't slaves! They stay because they want to. I give them all the elk meat they can eat. And Xbox, you know, to keep their thumbs nice and agile.”
“The sky would be clear, colorless, mist blending together the air and the ocean, the waves whispering against the rocks.”
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