“Infinite possibilities. And none of them matter.
What matters is here and now.”
“Parents: Perfecting ways to humiliate their children since the dawn of time.”
“You deserve to be happy," he whispers. "No matter what you think or what you did. You deserve to be happy.”
“We were two broken, incomplete people. Now we're one. No one will ever understand me the way she will. No one will ever understand her the way I will.”
“The sky would be empty without the birds.”
“Come to me swiftly, carry no trace. Lift me softly, then flow and race.”
“"Screw the oath." I lean in until I feel her breath against my face, then I stop. I don't want to rush her. "You've done enough for them. You're protecting me. Who cares about the rest?"
"I do." She closes her eyes,and her jaw quivers. "I swore to get you safely through this-and I will. And then you'll return with the Gales and meet your betrothed."
"They can take their betrothal and shove it. I want you."
Audra and Vane”
“Come to my side. Share your peace. Surge and surround me. Secure my release.”
“Obey my command. Follow my voice. Race to my side and surrender your choice.”
“Sheesh, one hot girl walks into the house and all trust vanishes.
-Vane Weston”
“This is who I am.
A fighter.
A guardian.
Stronger than the Stormers.
Stronger than Vane.
Beyond all emotion.
I don't give in to fear or pity or love. I'm the one in control.”
“Sweep to my side, please don't delay. Share your warmth as you swirl and sway.”
“He laughs, "I call that Eau de Vane. It's my signature fragrance"
"Well, it smells like something died”
“When someone you love dies,part of you dies with them. It's why you're never the same after losing someone.”
“How do I have anything normal, when my life's been shredded to bits, turned inside out, painted different colors and reassembled in an order I don't recognise?”
“I turn away, tempted to punch the glass. I'm in the gratest danger of my life, and I'm playing with my hair and wondering if the boy I can't have-and refuse to let myself want-thinks I'm pretty.”
“I'm Vane Weston: The Last Westerly
Great- it sounds like something out of an anime cartoon.”
“That falls into the category of advice that sounds helpful but actually makes no freaking sense.”
“Who is this woman, and what has she done with my ever worrying mother?”
“Vane's caught between two worlds, and the only way to fix that is to rip one away.”
“My Mom’s grinning her my little boy is growing up smile and my dad looks like he wants to pat me on the back and call my “slugger”. Parents: perfecting ways to humiliate their children since the dawn of time.”
“Stepping into a tornado screams This is the dumbest thing you will ever do.”
“I don't know where I'm going but it's time to find my peace.”
“Whoever invented air conditioning should win the Nobel Prize. I bet they could bring peace to the Middle East if they gave everyone an AC unit and let them cool the freak down once in a while. I should e-mail the UN the suggestion.”
“Which is the main reason I refuse to let Isaac drag me out tonight for another one of his disastrous fix-ups.
There’s another reason I don’t like to date—but I’m trying not to think about her.
“Come on, man,” Isaac whines. It’s the third time he’s called me in twenty minutes. “I promise it won’t be like last time.”
By “last time” he means when he hooked me up with Stacey Perkins. Apparently she’s a vegan—which is cool. Her choice. But nobody told me until after I brought her to Outback Steakhouse. Then she asked the waitress if they had any “cruelty free” items on the menu.
Things only went downhill from there. Especially when I still ordered a steak. There are few things worse than an irritated vegan.”
“Vane, you okay in there?” my mom calls through my door.
I jump so hard I crash into my desk and knock off some books and video game cases.
If my mom comes in and finds a gorgeous girl in a skimpy dress passed out on my worn gray rug, I’ll be grounded for the rest of eternity. Especially since all I have on at the moment are my Batman boxers. Pretty sure she won’t buy my ghost-guardian angel/freak-of-nature theories either.
I stumble toward the door, prepared to barricade it with my dresser if I have to. “I’m fine, Mom,” I say as I grab the first T-shirt I see off my floor and throw it on, along with my gym shorts.
“Then what’s all that banging?”
Come on, Vane. Think!
Inspiration strikes. “I found a date roach in my bed.”
“Did you kill it?” My mom sounds farther away, like she jumped back.
“I tried to, but now I can’t find it.” I don’t need to worry about my mom offering to help. She’s a big believer in the whole boys should kill all the bugs philosophy.
“Well, I won’t distract you, then,” she says, and I can’t help smiling.”
“Hope. Such a funny, fickle thing. We need a lot of it right now.”
“The wind is a part of who I am, and when I expose my heart to it, I feel it calling me home”
“But my attention’s elsewhere, drawn to that warm wonderful pull, the familiar loving essence that only belongs to one person—only belongs to him—
Watching as Damen cuts through the water, board tucked under his arm, body so sculpted, so bronzed, Rembrandt would weep. Water sluicing behind him like a hot knife through butter, cleanly, fluidly, as though parting the sea.
My lips part, desperate to speak, to call out his name and bring him back to me. But just as I’m about to, my eyes meet his and I see what he sees: me—hair tangled and wet—clothes twisted and clinging—frolicking in the ocean on a hot sunny day with Jude’s tanned strong arms still wrapped around me.
I release myself from Jude’s grip, but it’s too late. Damen’s already seen me.
Already moved on.
Leaving me hollow, breathless, as I watch him retreat.
No tulips, no telepathic message, just a sad, empty void left behind in his place.”
“Ambition—what is the good of pride of place when you cannot appear there? What is the good of the love of woman when her name must needs be Delilah?”
“You're not living if you're not regretting.”
“The real point is this: We don't know where to go because we don't know what we are. Do you want to go back to living in a sewer-pipe? And eating other people's garbage? Because that's what rats do. But the fact is, we aren't rats anymore. We are something Dr. Schultz has made. Something new.”
“Middle children weep longer than their brothers and sisters. Over her mother’s shoulder, stilling her pains and her injured pride, Jackie Lacon watched the party leave. First, two men she had not seen before: one tall, one short and dark. They drove off in a small green van. No one waved to them, she noticed, or even said goodbye. Next, her father left in his own car; lastly a blond, good-looking man and a short fat one in an enormous overcoat like a pony blanket made their way to a sports car parked under the beech trees. For a moment she really thought there must be something wrong with the fat one, he followed so slowly and so painfully. Then, seeing the handsome man hold the car door for him, he seemed to wake, and hurried forward with a lumpy skip. Unaccountably, this gesture upset her afresh. A storm of sorrow seized her and her mother could not console her.”
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