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  • #1
    Holly  Jackson
    “The people you love weren’t algebra: to be calculated, subtracted, or held at arm’s length across a decimal point.”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #2
    Holly  Jackson
    “Real men wear floral when trespassing”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #3
    Holly  Jackson
    “But sometimes remembering isn’t for yourself, sometimes you do it just to make someone else smile. Those lies were allowed.”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #4
    Holly  Jackson
    “I'm not sure I'm the good girl i once thought i was . I've lost her along the way”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #5
    Holly  Jackson
    “He smiled, put his hands on the back of her neck, fingers in her hair, and leaned in to press his forehead against hers. He’d told her before that he did it to take away half her sadness, half her headache, half her nerves before her Columbia interview. Because half less of a bad thing meant there was room for half good.”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #6
    Holly  Jackson
    “Pip wished she was strong enough, but she’d learned that she wasn’t invincible; she too could break.”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #7
    Holly  Jackson
    “I’m irrationally serious.” Pip smiled, holding the Tupperware out to him. “And I made muffins.” “Like bribery muffins?” “That’s what the recipe said, yeah.”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #8
    Holly  Jackson
    “What's wrong with me? ... I might seem like the ideal student: homework always in early, every extra credit and extra curricular I can get my hands on, the good girl and the high achiever. But I realized something just now: it's not ambition, not entirely. It's fear. Because I don't know who I am when I'm not working, when I'm not focused on or totally consumed by a task. Who am I between the projects and the assignments, when there's nothing to do? I haven't found her yet and it scares me. Maybe that's why, for my senior capstone project this year, I decided to solve a murder.”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #9
    Holly  Jackson
    “They were each other’s crutch to lean on when life got too much to carry alone.”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #10
    Holly  Jackson
    “I’ve already learned my lesson here: when you catch someone lying about a murdered girl, you go ask them why.”
    Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

  • #11
    “Ignite, my love. Ignite.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #12
    “Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures.
    No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #13
    “Why do you call her 'love'?" James asks. "I've heard you say that before, too. A lot. Are you in love with her? I think Adam's in love with her. Kenji's not in love with her, though. I already asked him."
    Warner blinks at him.
    "Well?" James asks.
    "Well what?"
    "Are you in love with her?"
    "Are you in love with her?"
    "What?" James blushes. "No. She's like a million years older than me."
    "Would anyone else like to take over this conversation?" Warner asks, looking around the group.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #14
    “It's the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #15
    “And we are quotation marks, inverted and upside down, clinging to one another at the end of this life sentence. Trapped by lives we did not choose.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #16
    “The tattoo is just setting below his hp bone.
    H e l l i s e m p t y
    a n d a l l t h e d e v i l s a r e h e r e

    I kiss my way across the words.
    Kissing away the devils.
    Kissing away the pain.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #17
    “It's not charity," I snap. "He cares about me--and I care about him!"

    Warner nods, unimpressed. "You should get a dog, love. I hear they share much the same qualities.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #18
    “Aaron Warner Anderson, chief commander and regent of Sector 45, son of the supreme commander of The Reestablishment.

    He has a soft spot for fashion.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #19
    “Are you out of your goddamn mind? You think we can take on two hundred soldiers? I know I am an extremely attractive man, J, but I am not Bruce Lee.”
    “Who’s Bruce Lee?”
    “Who’s Bruce Lee?” Kenji asks, horrified. “Oh my God. We can’t even be friends anymore.”
    “Why? Was he a friend of yours?”
    “You know what,” he says, “just stop. Just—I can’t even talk to you right now.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #20
    “I am going to MURDER YOU—”
    “No,” he says, pointing at me as he shifts backward again. “Bad Juliette. You don’t like to kill people, remember? You’re against that, remember? You like to talk about feelings and rainbows—”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #21
    “His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he says, "I think," he says, "my heart is going to explode," and I wish, more than ever, that I knew how to capture moments like these and revisit them forever.

    Because this.

    This is everything.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #22
    “Don't do that," he says. "Don't ask me questions you already know the answers to. Twice I've laid myself bare to you and all it's gotten me was a bullet wound and a broken heart. Don't torture me," he says, meeting my eyes again.
    "It's a cruel thing to do, even to someone like me.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #23
    “I like the way I feel about myself when I'm with him." I say quietly. "Warner thinks I'm strong and smart and capable and he actually values my opinion. He makes me feel like his equal--like I can accomplish just as much as he can, and more. And if I do something incredible, he's not even surprised. He expects it. He doesn't treat me like I'm some fragile little girl who needs to be protected all the time.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #24
    “I’m not sure. But there’s something about the darkness, the stillness of this hour, I think, that creates a language of its own. There’s a strange kind of freedom in the dark; a terrifying vulnerability we allow ourselves at exactly the wrong moment, tricked by the darkness into thinking it will keep our secrets. We forget that the blackness is not a blanket; we forget that the sun will soon rise. But in the moment, at least, we feel brave enough to say things we’d never say in the light.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #25
    “Hey, um, I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for a friend of mine," he says. "Have you seen her? She's a tiny little thing, cries a lot, spends too much time with her feelings-"
    "Shut up, Kenji!"
    "Oh wait!" he says. "It is you.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #26
    “Come back to life, love. I'll be here when you wake up.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #27
    “And if you insist on continuing to make assumptions about my character, I’ll advise you only this: assume you will always be wrong.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #28
    “Words are like seeds, I think, planted into our hearts at a tender age. They take root in us as we grow, settling deep into our souls. The good words plant well. They flourish and find homes in our hearts. They build trunks around our spines, steadying us when we’re feeling most flimsy; planting our feet firmly when we’re feeling most unsure. But the bad words grow poorly. Our trunks infest and spoil until we are hollow and housing the interests of others and not our own. We are forced to eat the fruit those words have borne, held hostage by the branches growing arms around our necks, suffocating us to death, one word at a time.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #29
    Can you hear my heart? I want to ask him.

    I want you to make a list of all your favorite things, and I want to be on it.
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

  • #30
    “In a world where there is so much to grieve and so little good to take? I grieve nothing. I take everything.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me



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