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  • #1
    Cassandra Clare
    “My name is Herondale," the boy said cheerfully. "William Herondale, but everyone calls me Will. Is this really your room? Not very nice, is it?" He wandered toward the window, pausing to examine the stacks of books on her bedside table, and then the bed itself. He waved a hand at the ropes. "Do you often sleep tied to the bed?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #2
    Cassandra Clare
    Tess, Tess, Tessa.

    Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it – a heart ringing – but when you touch me that is what it is like: as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.

    Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die.

    I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free.

    And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart.

    You are not the last dream of my soul.

    You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth.

    With hope at least,
    Will Herondale

    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #3
    Cassandra Clare
    “When Will truly wants something,” said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something — he can break your heart.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “And to the devil with it if she is!" said the Consul. "One girl, who is not Nephilim, is not, cannot, be our priority."

    "She is my priority!" Will shouted.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #5
    Cassandra Clare
    “Of course you can have a true Shadowhunter name," Will said. "You can have mine."
    Tessa stared at him, all black and white against the black-and-white snow and stone. "Your name?"
    Will took a step toward her, till they stood face-to-face. Then he reached to take her hand and slid off her glove, which he put into his pocket. He held her bare hand in his, his fingers curved around hers. His hand was warm and callused, and his touch made her shiver. His eyes were steady and blue; they were everything that Will was: true and tender, sharp and witty, loving and kind. "Marry me," he said. "Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be called Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “I want you to be happy, and him to be happy. And yet when you walk that aisle to meet him and join yourselves forever you will walk an invisible path of the shards of my heart, Tessa. I would give over my own life for your happiness. I thought perhaps that when you told me you did not love me that my own feelings would fall away and atrophy, but they have not. They have grown every day. I love you now more desperately, this moment, than I have ever loved you before, and in an hour I will love you more than that.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #7
    “I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body.

    I want to know where to touch you, I want to know how to touch you. I want to know convince you to design a smile just for me. Yes, I do want to be your friend. I want to be your best friend in the entire world.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

  • #8
    Cassandra Clare
    “I am catastrophically in love with you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #9
    Jennifer L. Armentrout
    “Did you think you could stop me? I'll burn the world down to save her.”
    Jennifer L. Armentrout, Origin

  • #10
    Jennifer L. Armentrout
    “Daemon Black could be as prickly as a hedgehog having a really bad day, but underneath all that spindly armor, he was sweet, protective, and incredibly selfless.”
    Jennifer L. Armentrout, Origin

  • #11
    Michelle Hodkin
    “What would you do if I kissed you right now?"
    I stared at his beautiful face and his beautiful mouth and I wanted nothing more than to taste it. "I would kiss you back.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #12
    Michelle Hodkin
    “You want me as much as I want you. And all I want is you."
    My tongue warred with my mind. "Today," I whispered.
    Noah stood slowly, his body skimming mine as he rose. "Today. Tonight. Tomorrow. Forever.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #13
    Michelle Hodkin
    “Wait," I said as Noah slipped a book from a shelf and headed toward the door. "Where are you going?"
    "To read?"
    But I don't want you to.
    "But I need to go home," I said, my eyes meeting his. "My parents are going to kill me."
    "Taken care of. You're at Sophie's house."
    I loved Sophie.
    "So I'm...staying here?"
    "Daniel's covering for you."
    I loved Daniel.
    "Where's Katie?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
    "Eliza's house."
    I loved Eliza.
    "And your parents?" I asked.
    "Some charity thing."
    I loved charity.
    "So why are you going to read when I'm right here?”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #14
    Michelle Hodkin
    “Have you kissed many boys before?" he asked quietly.
    His question brought my mind back into focus. I raised an eyebrow. "Boys? That's an assumption."
    Noah laughed, the sound low and husky. "Girls, then?"
    "No."
    "Not many girls? Or not many boys?"
    "Neither," I said. Let him make of that what he would.
    "How many?"
    "Why—"
    "I am taking away that word. You are no longer allowed to use it. How many?"
    My cheeks flushed, but my voice was steady as I answered. "One."
    At this, Noah leaned in impossibly closer, the slender muscles in his forearm flexing as he bent his elbow to bring himself nearer to me, almost touching. I was heady with the proximity of him and grew legitimately concerned that my heart might explode. Maybe Noah wasn't asking. Maybe I didn't mind. I closed my eyes and felt Noah's five o' clock graze my jaw, and the faintest whisper of his lips at my ear.
    "He was doing it wrong.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #15
    Michelle Hodkin
    “You smell good," he whispered into my neck. He was warm against me. Instinctively, I arched back into him and smiled.
    "Really?"
    "Mmm-hmm. Delicious. Like bacon.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #16
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I hate you," I muttered.
    Noah smiled wider. "I know.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #17
    Michelle Hodkin
    “You're supposed to say, 'All I want is your happiness. I'll do whatever it takes, even if it means being without you.'"
    "Sorry," Noah said. "I'm just not that big of a person.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #18
    Michelle Hodkin
    “I’m too selfish to leave you,” I said. Noah pulled back so I could see his smile. “I’m too selfish to let you.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer

  • #19
    Michelle Hodkin
    “Mara, I have never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. And when you're ready for me to show you," he said, brushing my hair to the side, "I'm going to kiss you." His thumb grazed my ear and his hand curved around my neck. He leaned me backward and my eyes fluttered closed. I breathed in the scent of him as he leaned in and kissed the hollow under my ear. My pulse raced under his lips.
    "And I won't settle for anything less.”
    Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

  • #20
    Richelle Mead
    “Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection." He paused to reconsider that. "Well, except for my parents. They got it on the first try." (Adrian)”
    Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

  • #21
    Richelle Mead
    “My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?"

    That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. "What about them?"

    "The color," he breathed. "When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those..." He reached toward me but then pulled back. "They're beautiful. You're beautiful.”
    Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

  • #22
    Richelle Mead
    “Adrian's face was the picture of perfect politeness and restraint, meaning something disastrous was about to happen.”
    Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

  • #23
    Richelle Mead
    “I don't care if you say we can't be together. I don't care if you think I'm the most evil, unnatural creature walking on earth. You can think whatever you want, go whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.”
    Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

  • #24
    Richelle Mead
    “All the while, my mind reeled with what had happened.
    I have a hickey. I let Adrian Ivashkov give me a hickey.
    Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

  • #25
    Richelle Mead
    “But when I touch you, your aura … it smolders. The colors deepen, it burns more intensely, the purple increases. Why? Why, Sydney?” He used that hand to pull me closer. “Why do you react that way if I don’t mean anything to you?” There was a desperation in his voice, and it was legitimate.”
    Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

  • #26
    Colleen Hoover
    “Those things happened to you, not to someone else. They happened to the best friend that I loved all those years ago, and they happened to the best friend I love who’s looking back at me right now. You need to be proud of the fact that you survived everything you went through as a child. Don’t separate yourself from that life. Embrace it, because I’m so fucking proud of you. Every smile I see on your face just blows me away, because I know the courage and strength it took when you were just a little girl to ensure that part of you remained. And your laugh? My God, Sky. Think about how much courage it took you to laugh again after everything that happened to you. And your heart… How your heart can possibly find a way to love and trust a man again proves that I’ve fallen in love with the bravest woman I’ve ever known. I know how much courage it took for you to allow me in after what your father did to you. And I swear I will spend every last breath thanking you for allowing yourself to love me. Thank you so much for loving me, Linden Sky Hope.”
    Colleen Hoover, Hopeless

  • #27
    Colleen Hoover
    “The events of your life are all crammed together one minute right after the other without any time lapses or blank pages or chapter breaks because no matter what happens life just keeps going and moving forward and words keep flowing and truths keep spewing whether you like it or not and life never lets you pause and just catch your fucking breath.”
    Colleen Hoover, Hopeless

  • #28
    Jennifer L. Armentrout
    “I lost myself the moment I found you.”
    Jennifer L. Armentrout, White Hot Kiss

  • #29
    Jennifer L. Armentrout
    “You need something," he said, and when I stared at him, he added, "Your face."
    "My face?"
    "It's in need of my kisses.”
    Jennifer L. Armentrout, White Hot Kiss

  • #30
    Jennifer L. Armentrout
    “ "Don't be scared of Bambi" the demon said. "She's only curious and maybe a little bit hungry."

    The thing was named Bambi?

    Oh, my God, the thing stared at me like it wanted to eat me.
    Jennifer L. Armentrout, White Hot Kiss



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