Beautiful Chaos (Caster Chronicles, #3)

by Kami Garcia

it’s funny how the good things are all tied up with the bad. Sometimes it’s hard to tell which is which.

you end up taking your sugar with your salt and your kicks with your kisses,

There was more than one kind of way to be Bound to a person.

And I didn’t need a selenometer to prove it or measure it for me. Even though we would never be anything more than friends, Liv and I would always mean something to each other.

Liv looked at them as if she wasn’t the least bit afraid, which I knew was impossible. But her voice didn’t waver. Like she was relieved this moment was finally happening, and she could stop dreading it.

“I accept the consequences of my actions. Like I said, I’d do it all again if I had to. That’s what you do for the people you love.”

“ ‘All you need is love.’ ” Liv was quoting the Beatles to the Council of the Far Keep. If she was going down, she was going down in style.

I wondered if wishing was the same thing as praying. If hoping for something badly enough could make it happen.

“In Light there is Darkness, and in Darkness there is Light.”

“What will be and what will not be are equally possible and impossible,”

“ ‘The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.’ ” Macon was quoting Harper Lee.

Maybe we have to take it on faith.” I didn’t want to do that. “Why should we?” “Because people change. Things change. Everything and everyone we know has changed.” “What if I don’t want to?” I didn’t. “It doesn’t matter. We change whether we want to or not.”