Love is not about holding people where you want them. It is about doing what’s best for them because you need them to be okay.
K. Ancrum, The Weight of the Stars
She’s rolled her sleeves all the way up, and there’s a freckle on the top of her upper arm where it creases into her shoulder that I wish I could kiss.
Misa Sugiura, Love and Other Natural Disasters
I’d teach the hills to say her name, and the winds and the trees and water, too, so that that the elements would love her, so that everywhere she went, no matter where, she’d hear the world crying out for her, calling over and over.
Julia Drake, The Last True Poets
she's found what she's been told is called a ‘walk—man’, though it does not resemble a man and cannot walk.
regardless, now she's listening to music, loudly humming and dancing along, eyes closed.
suddenly, an arrow flying clean through the phone handset, instantly and permanently severing the connection; the archer smirking with a rose between her teeth.
happy valentine's day.
well, i am royalty, after all...
perfect, me? no, you've got it wrong... i've been learning more english, and i think i found a mistake in your language. when they spelled ‘perfect’, they forgot the ‘i’... peri—fect. like you.
great does not begin to encompass you, but yes. yes, you are.
well, i would not know the difference; i would still catch you, and carry you off to some place of quiet and rest, that you may recover. with me at your side, of course.
“Hold on, now, was that a smile?” Violet asked, tilting Aster’s chin up. “I thought you were too tough for all that.”
Charlotte Nicole Davis, The Sisters of Reckoning
a charmer? but all i tell is the truth. you have more spark than the stars, and ignite a heat beyond any fire in my soul. and should you swoon, i shall be honoured to catch you.
“I love you, Audre. You are my favorite. My favorite feeling, my favorite smell, my favorite sound,” she say.
Junauda Petrus, The Stars and the Blackness Between Them
Angie was smart and rude, no second thoughts tripping her tongue, able to make anyone be sorry they ever crossed her path and refusing to feel sorry about it. She was so mean, and it always made Holly smile.
Sarah Rees Brennan, Unmade