Wayward Son Quotes

“I'd give him all that I am.
I'd give him all that I was.
I'd open up a vein.


I'd tie our hearts together, chamber by chamber.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Simon Snow, it hurts to look at you when you’re this happy.
And it hurts to look at you when you’re
depressed.
There’s no safe time for me to see you, nothing about you that doesn’t tear my heart from my chest and leave it breakable outside my body.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“But it was a mistake thinking of that as an end. There is no end. Bad things happen, and then they stop, but they keep on wreaking havoc inside of people.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Can I?” he asks.
Can you what, Simon? Kiss me? Kill me? Break my heart?
I touch him like he’s made of butterfly wings.
“You don’t have to ask.” I say it loud enough that he’ll hear me, over everything.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Go ahead and shoot me. This isn't my favourite shirt.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Sometimes Simon kisses me like it’s the end of the world, and I worry he might believe that it is.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Ha! Does Agatha know we're coming?"

"It'll be a surprise!" Penny says.

"Surprise!" Baz singsongs. "It's your ex-boyfriend and his boyfriend and that girl you never liked very much!"”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Something is very wrong with Bunce. She's collapsed in the back seat like a dead rabbit. But I can't really focus on it because of the sun and also the wind and because I'm very busy making a list.

Things I hate, a list:
1. The sun.
2. The wind.
3. Penelope Bunce, when she hasn't got a plan.
4. American sandwiches.
5. America.
6. The band, America. Which I didn't know about an hour ago.
7. Kansas, also a band I've recently become acquainted with.
8. Kansas, the state. Which isn't that far from Illinois, so it must be wretched.
9. The State of Illinois, for fucking certain.
10. The sun. In my eyes.
11. The wind in my hair.
12. Convertible automobiles.
13. Myself, most of all.
14. My soft heart.
15. My foolish optimism.
16. The words "road" and "trip" when said together with any enthusiasm.
17. Being a vampire, if we're being honest.
18. Being a vampire in a fucking convertible.
19. A deliriously thirsty vampire in a convertible at midday. In Illinois, which is apparently the brightest place on the planet.
20. The sun. Which hangs miles closer to Minooka, Illinois, than it does over London blessed England.
21. Minooka, Illinois. Which seems dreadful.
22. These sunglasses. Rubbish.
23. The fucking sun! We get it - you're very fucking bright!
24. Penelope Bunce, who came up with this idea. An idea not accompanied by a plan. Because all she cared about was seeing her rubbish boyfriend, who clearly cocked it all up. Which we all should have expected from someone from Illinois, land of the damned - a place that manages to be both hot and humid at the same time. You might well expect hell to be hot, but you don't expect it to also be humid. That's what makes it hell, the surprise twist! The devil is clever!”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“What eats you?”
He raises an eyebrow, giving me a taste of my own medicine. “Existential despair.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“The wind is blowing Simon’s hair straight, and he’s squinting—from the sun and from all the smiling. “What!” he shouts at me again.
“You’re so beautiful!” I shout back.
He turns the radio down, so now there’s just the wind and the engine noise to shout over. “What’d you say?!”
“Nothing!”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“I've loved him through worse. I've loved him hopelessly...
So what's a little less hope?”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“I didn't tell him, I never told him. Not in a way that he believed. Not in a way that he could let in and hold on to. Everything he was to me. That he was everything.
Simon, Simon . . .
You were the sun, and I was crashing into you.
I'd wake up every morning and tell myself . . .
I'd tell myself . . .
"You live in fear! In denial!"
Simon is on the ground. His wing is bent the wrong way. His blood is red and abundant. It smells like brown butter. His hair is a mess, his face is in the sand. He doesn't know how much I love him. He's never really heard it.
I'd wake up every morning and tell myself . . .
"Simon . . . love . . . get up. We still have to save Agatha."
Simon is on the ground.
This will end in flames.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“If you can't trust people with nose rings to be open-minded, who's left?”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“A relationship isn't about the end. It's about being together every step of the way.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Fighting doesn’t feel good anymore. It feels like breaking something because you don’t know how to fix it.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“How have I lived through so many happy endings without ever learning how to save the day?”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“He’s coming into himself. And I’m coming apart.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Crowley, if this is what it takes to keep Simon in my arms—gunshots and Quiet Zones and high-speed chases—I’m here for it. I’ll swear to it. I’ve found my vocation.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“He's lovely. A bit of a sad mess. Dull and pale and rough around the edges. But still so lovely.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“My favorite part of kissing Simon when he's cold is the way he goes warm in my hands. Like I'm the living campfire. Like I'm the one who lives. I warm him in my arms, and then he warms me in his. He gives it all back to me.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Baz has stopped glaring at Penelope and started glaring at me. “What on earth are you drinking, Snow?”
“A Unicorn Frappuccino.”
He frowns. “Why’s it called that—does it taste like lavender?”
“It tastes like strawberry Dip Dab,” I say.
Penny’s grimacing at Baz. “For heaven’s snakes, Basil, I can’t believe you know what unicorns taste like.”
“Shut up, Bunce, it was sustainably farmed.”
“Unicorns can talk!”
“They’re only capable of small talk; it’s not like eating a dolphin.”
Baz takes my Frappuccino and sucks down a huge gulp. “Disgusting.” He hands it back to me. “Not like a unicorn at all.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“When someone shows you who they are, believe them.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“We literally have three “pickup trucks” in all of England, but here they’re everywhere. What is it that Americans have to pick up that the rest of the world doesn’t?”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“It might not be the circle of life,” Lamb says. “But it is the food chain. I didn’t see you feeling sorry for that pig we had for lunch. Or that rabbit you had for dessert. Everything eats something else.”

I swing my head towards him. “What eats you?”

He raises an eyebrow, giving me a taste of my own medicine. “Existential despair.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“I usually am right. It’s just good sense to go through life assuming that I am. It’s the law of averages. Better to assume I’m always right and occasionally be wrong than to fiddle about doubting myself all the time, saying to everyone, “Yes, but what do you think?”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Trauma affects memory, my therapist said. Your brain closes off painful corridors. “That sounds good to me,” I told her. “Thank you, brain.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“I don’t really fit in here,” she said to me one night. “But I don’t fit in any better anywhere else.” It was like she pulled the feeling right out of my heart.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“I'd give him all that I am.
I'd give him all that I was.
I'd open up a vein.

I'd tie our hearts together, chamber by chamber.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Aeroplanes don't stop being aeroplanes when they're on the ground.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“Iowa looks exactly like Illinois. I am not sure why they bothered to separate them. Just an endless stretch of motorway and pig farms. (There is a distinction: Iowa smells more like pig shit than Illinois.)”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son