Young Adult Quotes - Page 8

Your king is SUPPOSED to explode? What kind of government system is that?

She was every inch the skeletal goddess that had been promised by the bones of her feet.

How do you explain plastic to a medieval forest bard?

Rotten, dirty, back-slapping, wine-quaffing, haemorrhoid-hosting, goat-shagging, fart-sniffing, Crispin-loving, gold-snatching bastards!!!

Grandma's house had the atmosphere of a Tupperware box left out in the sun. Like a tropical flower, she had to be kept warm and moist at all times, or she would wilt and die.

It's just...how do I put this? Maybe it's just hard for me to imagine turning down something that's so much harder for someone like me to find.

He holds her for an eternity. Time cascades into the void of the past. She inhales his scent. Full of man and strength and yearning. And she wonders why she ever doubted their relationship. Why she let Julian’s soothing touch coax her into loving him too. Gage is everything. Gage is hers.

I didn't want to be the woman who gave herself over willingly to the first man to notice her. I didn't want to be the stupid girl in every novel who loved without question and entered relationships that didn't make sense.

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –

Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.

I found him between a reality and a nightmare.

Emotions don’t interfere in my acting, nor in my life.

Ever since I could read, I’ve wanted to write a book. I never thought I had anything to write about. Maybe you don’t think this is worth writing about. But this book isn’t for you. It’s for me.

A friend is someone who can brighten your day with a simple smile, when others try to do it with a thousand words.

When I write to please everybody, it falls flat. When I write what I know, fearlessly, It won't please everybody, but it doesn't fall flat.

He tilted my chin up and I swear those lips are magic. Witchcraft. Sorcery. Whatever it is in those lips, it’s addictive. Unassailable. I had to have more. More of this feeling of being wanted.

Once you've ridden the roller coaster, the Ferris wheel's kinda restricting.

Death is but a dream and life is merely the daydream of death.

She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.

Sometimes we seek that which we are not yet ready to find.