Any Way the Wind Blows (Simon Snow, #3)

by Rainbow Rowell

This book is for you. Never let them tell you you’re not magic.

I’m dying. I’m dying, this is death. Simon’s in my stomach, he’s in my heart, and he’s punching.

I thought we had the sort of love that you can’t set down or walk away from. An undying fire. The love you hear about in the old stories.

I know I’ll never love anyone like I love Baz. I know he’s the love of my life. Of all my lives.

can’t believe I’m leaving. I can’t believe this is it—that this is how we’re ending. It wasn’t the Mage. It wasn’t the War. It wasn’t the Humdrum. I stop at the door. I look back at Simon one more time. “I never thought I’d be the first thing you ever gave up on.”

Every night I stayed awake to watch him fall asleep, every time I threw a punch just to touch his face …

“I want to … try. Because—Because I love you, Baz. I love you, and I didn’t think that I could keep you. But if there’s a chance … If there’s any chance at all … I can’t—I want—I need—

“I thought—I mean … I’ve killed so many things for you.”

Lol thats how you show love

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.