Paranormal Quotes - Page 2

He wishes he could remember everything. Anything. He doesn’t sense a bone in his body that can feel compassion or worthiness. Self-pity hides away as well, the lowest form of emotion not even capable of resting in his wrecked mind.

When you walk,go different roads that take you nowhere,and see your world.

The impression in the colors of your profound words evokes an everlasting impression in the mind of whosoever hears it.

Small Acts of Kindness are Priceless

Why did you wear heels? How are you supposed to fight a gargoyle in what you're wearing?

Emma was doing something nice for Simon? Hell must be enjoying the snow day.

Plus, I happened to be a history nerd. Why else would I be interested in a guy born in the year 519?

If I were to lock you up in a dungeon, I guarantee you would not be bored.

The last declaration he'd made to me hung between us. The L word. The one that had nothing to do with like.

The combination of razor-sharp wit (completely real) and his credentials (completely fake) had won them over in the end.

Nice shack

You used to scream so well when you were scared, back when I lived under your bed.

I might be able to walk away from sexy, dangerous shifters, but chocolate had me at its beck and call.

He knew what the thing was going to do next. It was going to climb the hood slowly, toying with them before crushing in the windshield and eating them all alive.

I have two rules I follow religiously:
#1. Don't sweat the small stuff.
#2. It's all small stuff.

Tonight she was just plain Liz, nobody extraordinary, paranormal, or otherwise.
Tomorrow, that would change.

In one blow, that dream died as they dragged me - him - away. A tear slid down my cheek. I wasn't the only one mourning the loss of a dream.
"I'm sorry."
'You're not alone, I just wanted you to know that. And someday, when I have my powers back and am free, I'm going to do some serious damage to the people who've hurt you.

I once knew a girl who was like a dying rainbow. Her colors were incomparable, her countenance a whirlwind of brilliance. As much as she shone, however, she faded into nothingness, at times so quickly that I was unsure whether she had existed at all.

He may be stronger, but I'm not defenseless. He knows that, of coarse. That's why he's here. He wants me for what I can do after all.

The greatest book is one written by your pen, but not exactly from your mind.