Terri > Terri's Quotes

“Two years were all we had, love," she whispered, "and we squandered them.”
― Meredith Ann Pierce, The Pearl of the Soul of the World

“Tucking my nose into a book makes me completely oblivious to my surroundings. I would have made a terrible spy in the army--the first person to hand me a novel would have been able to shoot my head clean off without me noticing.”
― Alyxandra Harvey, Haunting Violet

“How do you 'accidentally' kill a noble man in his own mansion?"
"With a knife in the chest. Or, rather, a pair of knives in the chest...”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire

“I don't put up with being messed around, and I don't suffer fools gladly. The short version of that is that I'm a bitch. Trust me, I can provide character references.”
― Robin McKinley, Sunshine

“The train is roaring toward you and the villain is twirling his moustache and you're fussing that he's tied you to the tracks with the wrong kind of rope.”
― Robin McKinley, Sunshine

“I want to sleep, I want dreams to pull me from this world and make me forget. To stop the memories from swirling around me. To put an end to this ache that consumes me.”
― Carrie Ryan, The Forest of Hands and Teeth

“Suddenly, all I can think about are all the things I don't know about him. All the things I never had time to learn. I don't know if his feet are ticklish or how long his toes are. I don't know what nightmares he had as a child. I don't know which stars are his favorites, what shapes he sees in the clouds. I don't know what he is truly afraid of or what memories he holds closest.
And I don't have enough time now, never enough time. I want to be in the moment with him, feel his body against mine and think of nothing else, but my mind explodes with grief for all that I am missing. All that I will miss. All that I have wasted.”
― Carrie Ryan, The Forest of Hands and Teeth

“Near the window, Finnikin stood with both hands against the wall, his head bent over her. As always, the intimacy between them made Froi ache.

"I promise you," Finnikin said. "I've already shouted at her and used a very, very reprimanding tone."

"I was quivering," the Queen said, stepping out from behind Finnikin.”
― Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles

“Substitute 'damn' every time you're inclined to write 'very;' your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.”
― Mark Twain

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

“Peter would probably throw a party if I stopped breathing.'

'Well,' he says, 'I would only go if there was cake.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“She looked up. “A world of nevers under a never sky.”
She fit in well then, he thought. A girl who never shut up.”
― Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky

“She’d fallen into a deep silence once, when the sun appeared, and it was then he’d wondered most what she was thinking.”
― Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky

“He's probably out there in the hallway right now, composing bad poetry in his head." Michi cleared her throat, her voice taking on a breathless lilt:

"Pale Fox's Daughter,
Her cherry lips haunt my dreams.
Something, something, breasts...”
― Jay Kristoff, Stormdancer

“Dying is easy. Anyone can throw themselves onto the pyre and rest a happy martyr. Enduring the suffering that comes with sacrifice is the real test.”
― Jay Kristoff, Stormdancer

“The fire highlights your high cheekbones, caresses the curves of your mouth, kissing your dark skin, and warming you in ways that I will dream of for many nights after. I have never envied the flame like I do in this moment when it touches you as I could not.”
― Terri Rath, A Lingering Dream