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This book is for you. Never let them tell you you’re not magic.
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Hard to ignore the elephant in the room when you’re making chat with the elephant.
What kind of girl brings you home because you’re cursed?
“Simon isn’t here.” Mum looks over her shoulder. “Isn’t he? Did you have him surgically detached?”
“Oh, Shepard. Penelope, where do you find these tragic morons?”
Never join a secret society, either of you. How bored do you have to be to do terrible things for the sake of having a secret?
(Imagine bringing Lamb the Vampire King home for dinner…)
All they do is eat jam and butter sandwiches and throw things at each other. It takes me back to our first year at Watford.
(I’m not happy, but I’m smart enough to realize that losing Simon would only make it worse.)
It’s hard to hide from someone who loves you.
Don’t you know what we have? It’s the sort of thing people dream about. They make potions to steal it.”
I know I’ll never love anyone like I love Baz. I know he’s the love of my life. Of all my lives.
Why haven’t I ever fought for Baz? What would happen if I did?
“What are you, a house cat? Am I supposed to know how you feel because you brought me a mouse?”
“I won’t give up, Baz. Unless you tell me to. Unless you’re, like, really clear that you want me to. And even then, I won’t give up. I’ll just persist from a distance.”
“I won’t leave you. When have I ever left?”
“This thing between us didn’t start with us dating. It didn’t even start when you kissed me. You’re in me so deep, I wouldn’t know how to dig you out. I may get fed up with you … But, Simon, I’ll never get tired of you.”
(Have I manipulated this whole scenario just to see Snow in my Watford shirt? Perhaps. Take it up with the courts.)
What a ridiculous creature. Happy that I put butter on his sandwich. As if I wouldn’t make the world spin backwards if I thought he’d like it better that way.
this might be one of my favorite lines in the whole trilogy 🥹
“I guess,” he says after a moment, “we just go along until I feel like running away. And then I stay and fight instead.”
I don’t mind comforting you, Simon. Or holding you. I don’t mind giving you what you need, whatever it is you need. I
“I want to be with you,” he says. “And this is where we are right now. And I truly don’t mind, Simon.”
But somehow I’m still here, and he’s still here, and even though I still feel like a hopeless case, this thing between us doesn’t feel hopeless at all.
“Fuck you, Snow.” “Someday, perhaps. I’ve been told there’s hope.”
Simon Snow is grinning at me, holding out a live rat like a single-stemmed rose.
I can picture this 😭
“You’ve seen Agatha,” he says. “Inanimate objects are attracted to her. Trees bend her way.”
“All I really know is that nothing I’ve experienced so far compares to you. Maybe that makes me gay.” He swallows. “Or maybe that just makes me yours.”
“Anyone who would break up with you multiple times isn’t playing with a full deck.”
“Conked on the head with the stupid stick,” as my grandmother used to say?
“I met him the usual way.” “You chased him off the road?”
“They’re not all ‘he’s, you know. I’m not sure any of them are ‘he’s. What’s gender to a demon?”
I mean, he’ll be fine. He’ll bounce back. He’s very bouncy.
(I still can’t believe that he came hunting with me. That he watched me drink rat blood and still wanted to kiss me. Repeatedly.)
(If ever someone was emboldened by baked goods.)
They aren’t halfway down the walk before the Pitch boy is taking the Chosen One’s hand. Ah, I’d heard as much. Now that I’ve met them, I’m glad to know it’s true. They could both use a fierce ally, I think.
LOVE HER
Can two boys do what the rest of the World of Mages won’t? Perhaps. They’ve done it before, haven’t they?
You never mind your own business.” “That’s one of my unique charms, Penelope.”
“I can touch you less gently, but I won’t love you less kindly.”
“Oh, like you wouldn’t be yanking me around by the tail if I had one.”
“If you’d had a tail back at Watford, you’d have woken up every morning with it tied to your bed.”
His look is very—The Greatest Mage, a new fragrance from Ralph Lauren.
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“I’m not cold-calling a demon.
I miss Bunce’s blackboard.
I’ve spent my whole life with my foot in my mouth.
she’s only known him for a day, and she can already sense his gobsmacking lack of self-preservation.
“Any and all emergencies are possible with you around.”
I told her you needed a kick in the arse; that I’ve already delivered it; and now we need her help.”
“You hated me,” he says again, more softly. “Yeah … but I wouldn’t have let anyone hurt you.”
I don’t think you have gears, Snow. I think you only go full throttle.”
(I’m breathing. I’m still breathing. And I’m still here. So is he.)
