Boundless Quotes

“She shrugs."Men"
"Men."
"If we can send one man to the moon, why can't we send them all there?”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“We think of happiness as something we can take. But usually it comes from being content with what we have, and accepting ourselves.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“How did you do that?”
I shrug. “I click my heels three times and say, ‘There’s no place like home.’”
“Uh-huh. So … you think this is your home? My barn? His tone is playful, but the look he’s giving me is dead serious. A question.
“Haven’t you guessed by now?” I say, my heart hammering. “My home is you.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I wanted to tell you that wherever I am, whatever happens, I’ll always think of you, and the time we spent together, as my happiest time. I’d do it all over again, if I had the choice. No regrets.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I love you," he murmurs. "Can you feel that? You. Not some destiny I think I'm called to. You. I'm with you. My strength. My soul. My heart. Feel it.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I should have fought for you, Clara, even if I would have had to fight you to fight for you. I should have never let you go.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“It doesn't taste anything like the drink I had at the party with Tucker. And now, almost two years later, I realize why. Tucker never put any rum in my rum and Coke.
That little stink.
That overly protective, impossible, infuriating, and utterly sweet little stink.
In that moment I miss him so much my stomach hurts.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I can't leave you," he says hoarsely.
"I can't leave you either," I say, shaking my head. "I can't."
"Then don't," he says, and grabs me behind the neck and kisses me again, and the world is tilting, and everything goes black.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“What we have is divine. It's beautiful and good and right. I feel it..." He presses his his hand to his chest, over his heart. "I feel it all the time. You're in here, part of me. You're what I go to bed thinking about and what I wake up to in the morning.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“So did you really mean all that stuff you said when I was a dead man?"
"Every word."
"Could you say it again?" he asks. "My memory's a little fuzzy."
"Which part?" The part where I said I wanted to stay with you forever?"
"Yeah," he murmurs, his face close to mine, his breath hot on my cheek.
"When I said that I love you?"
He pulls back a little, searches my eyes with his. "Yes. Say it."
"I love you."
He takes a deep, happy breath. "I love you," he says back. "I love you, Clara."
Then his gaze drops to my lips again, and he leans in, and the rest of the world simply goes away.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“Love is a many-splendored thing," she says. "But it is also a pain in the ass.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“But now...it's like when part of you stops hurting and suddenly you're yourself again, healthy and whole, and only then do you understand that you've been in pain for a while.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“It wasn't you're fault," I whisper. And then out of self-protection more than anything else, I bring the glory. I don't warn him or anything. I don't damp it down. I bring it. The room fills with light.
"This is what I am," I say, my hair ablaze around my head.
He squints at me. his jaw juts out a little in pure stubbornness. He stands his ground
"I know," he says.
I take a step towards him, close the space between us, put my glowing hand against his cheek. He starts to tremble. "This is what I am," I say again and my wings are out now.
His knees wobble, but he fights it. He puts his hand at my waist, turns me, pulls me closer, which surprises me.
"I can accept that," he whispers, and holds his breath, and leans in to kiss me
His lips brush mine for an instant, and an emotion like victory tears through him, but he pulls away and glances at the front door. Groans.
Christian is standing in the doorway.
"Wow," Tucker says, trying to grin. "You really know how to cramp a guy's style."
His legs give out. He falls to his knees.
My light blinks off.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I can't stop thinking about how much better she'd be for him than I am.
But I also kind of want to tear her hair out.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“We are all connected, everything that lives and breathes in this world, and glory is what binds."

Next thing he'll be talking about the Force, I know it.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“..." Happpiness is wanting what you have”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“This is the part where my life becomes all apocalyptic, I think.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“You're a little bit of a show-off. First you get us out of hell. And then you defeat like the biggest, baddest Watcher on the books, and then you go on a high-speed, very high-altitude chase, and then you resuscitate the dead. Are you done? Because seriously, I don't know if I can take any more excitement.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“So you're still in love with my brother."

-Wendy Avery”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I close my eyes again. There’s the smell of mountain snow on the air. I shiver. I would have brought a coat if I’d known I was going to be in Wyoming today. I’m a wuss about cold.
You’re my California flower, I remember Tucker saying to me once. We were sitting on the pasture fence at the Lazy Dog, watching his dad break in a colt, the leaves in the trees red just like they are today. I started shivering so hard my teeth actually began to chatter, and Tucker laughed at me and called me that—his delicate California flower— and wrapped me in his coat.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I’m ready to stop saying good-bye to things. I’m
going to start saying hello.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I missed his voice in my head, in my ears. I missed his face. His smile.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“But there’s something about you two, when you’re together. It’s like you fit.” He grins. Shrugs. “He’s your soul mate.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I don’t know if
you know this about me, but I am a soldier.”
Or the leader of God’s army, but okay, let’s be modest.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“You healed him until you passed out, until you stoppedbreathing yourself for a few seconds, and then Jeffrey thumped him on the chest a fewtimes, gave him a couple of puffs that I’m sure neither of them will ever want to talkabout again, and he came back. He coughed out about a gallon of lake water, but he cameback.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“Hell stinks.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“And I'm thankful, in that moment, full to the brim with gratitude that Christian is with me. He's here. My partner. My best friend.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I wanted to kiss you,” he murmurs. “Me. Not because of some vision I saw. Because of you. Because of what I feel.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“He’s waiting. He’s still waiting. He’s given up everything for me. His entire life. His future. Everything, because he wants to keep me safe. Because he believes, in his heart, that he’s my purpose and I’m his.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“I don't have to do this alone.
If I had my gratitude journal on me now, that's what I would write.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless