Well, the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry anymore. When life looks like Easy Street there is danger at your door.
Tell me why. ” My voice shook. “Tell me right now.
You should go. " "I can't. " "Because you want to stare at the monster?" Alec's green eyes blaze, but with a wholly human fire now. "Or because you pity me?" I couldn't guess which possibility he loathes more. I fold my arms. "I can't leave because the door's locked. Believe me, I would've gone hours ago if I could have. " "Oh. Of course. " Then he looks so abashed--so boyish, and so handsome--that I almost want to laugh.
Even if that were true, it wouldn't be irony," Lucas pointed out. "Irony is the contrast between what's said and what happens.
Either this guy really liked me, or I was inventing things in my head because I wanted him to like me. I was much too inexperienced to guess which.
In my opinion, all boyfriends should turn out to be secretly wealthy.
The library would've cheered me up, most days. I loved the heavy oaken tables, the high walls stacked with books to the ceiling, the musty smell of old pages and the heavy brass fixtures that had gone dark with age and wear.
I fear that a life of death has made me numb to both.
Each person is born to one possession which outvalues all his others-his last breath.
It's because you aren't thinking very clearly tonight. " "I know. Being Drunk is weird. " "Oh my god. I love you so much. Especially when you say stuff like that. " "Like what?" "Nothing. Never mind. Although I'm dying to know why your shoe is green.
Old age is second childhood.