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“They will not use my tears for their entertainment.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“I love you like all-fire.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“The snow may fall, but the sun also rises.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“The moment our hearts shattered? It belongs to us.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“When words are real enough, when they’re the exact right words, when what you’re saying matters, when it’s beautiful and perfect and true—it hurts.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Let the rest of the players think I’m dealing with daddy issues. Hawthornes have grandaddy issues instead.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Repeat after me, Gray: My feelings are valid.” “Stop talking,” Grayson ordered. “My emotions are real,” Xander continued. “Go on. Say it.” “I’m hanging up on you now.” “Who’s your favorite brother?” Xander called loudly enough that Grayson could still hear him even as he removed the phone from his ear. “Nash,” he answered loudly. “Lies!” Grayson’s phone vibrated. “I’m getting another call,” he told Xander. “More lies!” Xander said happily. “Give my regards to Girl Grayson!” “Good-bye, Xander.” “You said good-b—”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Some of us exist just a little too loudly for the comfort of those who would prefer we did not exist at all”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“I never meant to hurt you," Grayson told her.
"I know," Gigi said simply.
She's not leaving. I haven't lost her. Grayson didn't ignore the emotions twisting in his gut and rising up inside him. For once in his life, he just let them come. "I like my sister," he told her.
This time, there was nothing pained about Gigi's smile. "I know.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“I'm not good at losing people." Grayson paused. "Either that," he continued hoarsely, "or I am exceptionally good at losing people.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“If you want, Mystery Girl, you can start calling me Mystery Boy." -Jameson”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Screw Ian. Jameson didn't need Ian. It was--now and always--Jameson and Avery against the world”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“I'll have you know that most celebrity sites rank me as the second-hottest Hawthorne." -Jameson”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“It always came down to power and control—who had them, who didn’t, who would lose them first”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“He saw the stylists first, then Avery, and once he saw Avery, it was like he couldn’t see anything else.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“When you're old enough, when you're ready, be warned: There is nothing frivolous about the way a Hawthrone man loves.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Four Hawthornes, four suits. Avery wore black.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“ALICE HAWTHORNE IS ALIVE.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“The world is kinder to winners”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Once you see that web of possibilities laid out in front of you, unencumbered by fear of pain or failure, by thoughts telling you what can and cannot, should and should not be done… What will you do with what you see?”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“And Nash? He’s going to kill you—and me.”
“Libby won’t let him. Killing bad. Cupcakes good.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“You don’t have pockets,” she said slowly. “Only abs.” She frowned. “Brothers should not have abs.” “I agree,” Xander said solemnly. “Put on some clothes, man!”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“I am asking you," she continued fiercely, "to remember that this matters." His pain. His body. "You matter.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Which one of those explains your face?" Nash asked Jameson. The bruises and swelling clearly suggested that their brother had been in one hell of a fight.
"Some faces need no explanation," Jameson replied. He gestured to his own. "Work of art.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Everything about her killed him in the best possible way.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Where angels fear to tread, have your fun instead.” Rohan’s voice was almost musical, but there was something dark in his tone. A promise. One that Jameson suspected that men in Rohan’s position had been making for centuries. “But be warned: The house always wins.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“It was made with love,” Xander told him. “Just like I tackle with love.” “No tackling,” Nash said.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“Because when you love a woman or a man or anyone the way we love, there is no going back.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne

“She's known to the world as Juliette Ferrars.
She'll always be Ella to me.”
― Tahereh Mafi (Author), Release Me

“My heart has been broken a million times by the same hand, yet I would let it happen a million times again if it meant it was by you.
I was weaker than I thought / my heart sagging like the stems of uncut, unkempt flowers because of the sunlight you held in your faraway heart / Maybe you weren't mine to love / I think I'm falling
The wallpaper above her bed frame was glued in my brain the way it was glued against her walls / I got so close to running my fingers against it / I wish I felt the confidence to tell you the truth, as strongly as I felt stubborn to hide it
Do you hear that? That's my heart knocking against my chest at the sight of you / I've never heard anything more terrifying / how could you provide me air and suffocate me at the same time?
Blue hydrangeas, pink tulips, red bleeding hearts / it's all you ever loved, but never yourself / I never understood why anyone spoke poorly of the color brown, it was a dream on you
And that kiss... I think about it all the time / was it wrong of me to think of you when you were never mine? / I feel lucky to have had you, but dismayed to know what life is like without you
Don't worry if the flowers pass, I'll be right there to plant you more / and when the soil grows old, I'll comfort it in the chaos of the storm
Am I a ghost in your story? / because you look at me with conviction when I don't even know the crime I committed
Burden me with your secrets / so I can carry the weight you're so fearful of letting go
To be close to you was to be haunted by what I couldn't have and to be reminded of how much I truly wanted you / and I'd be lying if I said I never thought about where my hands would take me across your body
Midnights and daydreaming hours of retracing steps to how we possibly got here / how did I ever let time pass this long without seeing you? / my heart was so full of our memories that painted my body like a scrapbook
I tried to stop loving you, but along the way, you found your way into the sound of my laugh, the style of my writing, and the threads of my clothes / I would've gone down on my knees just to hear you say yes
Neck stiff, legs weak, eyes set on what we could've looked like if you hadn't left / 'moving on' was a broken record that I never had the strength to lift the needle off of / If hearts were meant to love then why did mine feel so empty? / and suddenly, I fell
Glances, gazes, eyes following places they shouldn't have seen / intimacy was to be seen by you; free falling was to be touched by you / there was no such thing as a crowded room where you stood
She lives in between the pinks and yellows of the world / where a beautiful color is unknown to others / and when she speaks, I become a bee enthralled in a field of daisies”
― Liana Cincotti, Picking Daisies on Sundays