Jane Washington > Quotes

“Hugging is flirting?” I asked, my voice muffled against his back. “I didn’t start this. This isn’t my fault. It feels nice to touch you guys because you kidnapped my soul. I’m actually hugging my soul right now. This is a private moment. Butt out.”
― Jane Washington, Persuasion

“So … penises, right? I mean … just wow, so many penises. What would a girl even do with that many penises together in one place?” Shut up Willa. What the hell is wrong with you?”
― Jane Washington, Persuasion

“His phone rang again, and he turned it on speaker. “Adair residence—”
“Shut up, Cabe.” Silas’s voice filled the car. “Your Lexus isn’t a residence, and I know you’re driving, because I’m watching your GPS dot move down the road.”
― Jane Washington, Charcoal Tears

“Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.”   -Friedrich Nietzsche  ”
― Jane Washington, Charcoal Tears

“I don’t have a cherubic bone in my body.”
“Maybe you’ve got your bone in someone else’s cherubic body then?”
― Jane Washington, Charcoal Tears

“I was light. I was fire. I was invincible. “She thinks she’s light,” Aros muttered to Siret. “If she jumps off the platform, it’s on you.”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“We don’t even really need to distract her,” Yael muttered lowly to the others. “If you let her go off into her own mind, she distracts herself.”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“I’m not okay with that at all,” I continued, speaking only to Adeline. “She sounds irresponsible, with her … name. It’s an irresponsible name. She shouldn’t be in charge of the cup. Sienna,” I mocked, making a face. “Terrible name. Never trust a Sienna.”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“She sets things on fire,” Coen announced without preamble. “All the time,” Siret added. Rome shrugged. “It’s her thing.” I really wanted to argue with them: it was not my thing. If anything was my thing it was … swimming. Arghh. Of course that would be the first thing on my mind, because I was addicted to se—swimming now. No, Willa! For gods’ sake, this was not the time. My thing was being naked, which was marginally better. Yael laughed out loud, which had a perfect O forming on Adeline’s full lips. I wasn’t surprised: Yael wasn’t really the laughing kind.”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“I could still feel the glare of his eyes, and the image of them was seared so firmly into my brain that it seemed like my neurotransmitters had gone and printed propaganda posters of him to hang up around the place.

Washington, Jane (2015-09-14). Charcoal Tears (Seraph Black Book 1) (Kindle Locations 130-132). . Kindle Edition.”
― Jane Washington, Charcoal Tears

“I could be a robe.” This had been another idea blurted without thinking. Okay. That was a lie. I had thought about it. I had thought about sticking with them, which had led me to thinking about sticking on them, which had led me to thinking about stripping them naked and touching everything on them … and now I was off-topic. I could admit that.”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“Why didn’t you tell us about the dweller wedlocking rule?” Yael asked, his green eyes narrowed almost dangerously. “Willa-toy, you belong to us. We should be wedlocked in the dweller way.”
― Jane Washington, Neutral

“I think you two are secretly friends,” I joked, as Vidrol shoved Vale to the side to avoid a rotten piece of wood jutting from the wall. Vale shoved him back. I assumed in thanks.

“Me and that pampered prince?” Vale scoffed derisively. “Not in your lifetime.”

“I only associate with nonpsychotic individuals,” Vidrol agreed.

“You only associate with pussy,” Vale shot back.

“I haven’t associated with pussy in such a long time, I’m basically as nonperforming as you are. I might as well get a hut in the woods and start wearing unflattering robes and waxing on about how everyone’s fate belongs to the water while I howl at the moon with the rest of my weird-ass sector.”

“Everything flatters me,” Vale responded calmly. “And I performed to the hilt inside the very body you went celibate for, so I can understand why you now strive to be like me.”
― Jane Washington, A World of Lost Words

“You’re missing the point, though, Will. You learn about the past to change the future. Nothing stays the same, ever, but the past often repeats itself. History can teach us a lot. Important things.”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“Added,” Rome grunted moodily. “Added what?” I asked over Siret’s shoulder. “And can you guys speak in full sentences please?” “Added to the Known Words and Meanings record.” He was still talking moodily. “I added shweed.”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“God-balls?”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“You’re infamous. Apparently you have hair the colour of a desert sunset, and eyes that flash like a desert storm—nobody told me that your personality was like a desert cactus as well.”
― Jane Washington, Hereditary

“They’re dazed because you don’t have your ‘back the fuck off’ sign on today.”
― Jane Washington, Hereditary

“We were both steel butterflies, emerging from our cocoons in spiked armour, ready to tackle the skies.”
― Jane Washington, The Soulstoy Inheritance

“It wasn’t simple friendship, love, lust or any kind of relatable human emotion. To part from them would hollow out my person: I would warp into another human being entirely, and not a human being that I would be proud of, because the power inside me would take over, just as Danny’s power had taken over him.”
― Jane Washington, Lead Heart

“You like me?” He smiled wide and wild. “I fucking knew it.”

“You all,” I finished, rolling my eyes heavenward. “I like all five of you.” I expelled a rapid breath, staring at the floor as I talked to the rug instead of them. “I like when Andel teaches me things. I like when Fjor’s power wraps around me. Worlds … I even like when Vidrol forgets that he isn’t surrounded by servants and starts ordering imaginary people to do things.”

“My thing wasn’t personal.” Vidrol frowned, interrupting before I could finish. “Everyone else got a personal thing.”

“I didn’t get anything”
― Jane Washington, A World of Lost Words

“we were gathered once again in Willa’s cleverly-designed jail cell, or ‘bedroom’ as Pica insisted on calling it.”
― Jane Washington, Neutral

“You sell yourself short Bea. There’s plenty to be interested in,”
― Jane Washington, Hereditary

“unspoken gratitude and small gestures that spoke big words.”
― Jane Washington, A Portrait of Pain

“You’re Satan, hiding in the body of a teenage boy.” “You’ll need to extrapolate, sweetheart.” I rolled my eyes at him. “You trick people with your face, and then torture them. You cast all of that happiness out like a string of bait, and like the fools that we are—we pick up the other end and allow you to lead us to slaughter.”
― Jane Washington, Charcoal Tears

“Seduction,” I growled, shooting a nearby goddess with my Finger Arrow of Seduction.

She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, having to lean against the woman next to her for support. I thought that was hilarious, so I took aim and shot my Finger Arrow of Seduction again, at the next woman, adding a wink for good measure. She giggled, swaying on her feet.

“Quit that,” Siret complained, reaching over me to slap down my weapon.”
― Jane Washington, Jaymin Eve

“I looked at the little salt piles and laughed, the sight reminding me of when I had suspected that Silas was a crack-dealer.”
― Jane Washington, Watercolour Smile

“It didn’t feel warm. I would have thought that the sun would cry little teardrops of fire or something. “They aren’t actual tears of the sun,” Aros told me.”
― Jane Washington, Strength

“Please don’t be so fucking grateful that we’re about to let you kill yourself again.” The words were dashed against my neck as he heaved me up higher, his nose buried in my hair as he breathed deeply. “It’s so insulting.” “I don’t know how many more suicides our pride can take,”
― Jane Washington, A World of Lost Words

“And I already gave you a present.”

“You gave me a heart attack,” he countered. “Do you often expose people to their phobias and call it a gift?”
― Jane Washington, Tourner