Eve > Eve's Quotes

“Tucker: Why would you tell me now if it's against the rules?
Clara: Because I love you.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Tucker: "But she gave me the perfect gift."
Clara: "What?"
Tucker: "You.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Tucker," I say. "I'm so glad you're still here."
I throw myself into his arms. He hugs me tightly.
"I couldn't leave," he says.
"I know."
"I mean, literally. I don't have a ride.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Are you any good at it?"
"Pulling idiots out of the snow? I'm the best.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“What do you see in a guy like Christian Prescott?" he asked me that night when he dropped me off from prom. And what he was really saying then, what would have come through loud and clear if I hadn't been so blind was, why don't you see me?”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Think about a good memory, she whispers in my mind. Remember a moment when you loved him.

And just like that, I do.

"What did the fish say when it hit a concrete wall?" he asked me. We're sitting on the bank of a stream and he's tying a fly onto my fishing rod, wearing a cowboy hat and red lumberjack-style flannel shirt over a gray tee. So adorable.
"What?" I say, he grins. Unbelievable of how gorgeous he is. And that he's mine. He loves me and I love him.
"Dam!" he says.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“I'm looking at you. Why are you always trying to hide how pretty you are?”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Tucker: "Today we ran into a mama grizzly with two cubs at the ridge off Colter Bay and Clara sang to it to make it go away."

Mrs. Avery: You sang to it?

Tucker: Her singing is that bad.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Hey, Carrots," he says.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Our purpose on this earth is not one single event, an accomplishment we can check off a list. There is no test. No passing or failing. There's only us, each moment shaping who we are, into what we will become.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“Silver Avalanche coming up the driveway," calls Jeffrey from upstairs.
"What are you, security?" I call back.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Tucker: I'm glad it happened. because then I got to know who you really are.

Clara: Oh yeah? Who am I?

Tucker: A really, really spiritual, spoiled California chick.

Avery: Shut up.

Tucker: It's cool though. My girlfriend is an angel.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“What did you think I was?"
"A rude Hick."
"Geez, blunt much?”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Hi there," Tucker says brightly, like we're bumping into each other on the street.
"Uh, hi."
"Nice night for stalking," he observes.
"No, I was---"
"Get your butt in here, Carrots.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“Clara: My heart doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to Tucker.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Have a care, Sir Tucker, lest you find yourself in the stockades."
He scoffs and looks at Mr. Erikson. "She can't do that, can she? She's not the ruler of this class. Brady is."
...
"You could strip him of his title," suggests Brady, apparently not minding at all that I have usurped his throne. "Make him a serf."
"Yeah," says Christian. "Make him a serf. Being a serf blows."
As a serf, poor Christian has already been killed several times in our class. Aside from dying of the Black Plague on the first day, he's starved to death, had his hands cut off for stealing a loaf of bread, and been run down by his master's horse just for kicks. He's like Christian the fifth now.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Tucker: Is it okay to kiss you?

Clara: What?

Tucker: I won't get struck by lightning?

Clara: (laughs) No lightning.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“I won’t be that girl who lets the guy treat her like crap and still fawns all over him.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“I sneaked out to his house a couple times in the middle of the night to watch over him while he slept, just in case, I don't know, his comic book collection decided to spontaneously combust. This was dumb and admittedly creepy in an Edward Cullen kind of way.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“I'm in love with Tucker Avery.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Fine.” He smirks at me. “Nice to meet you, Carrots,” he says, looking directly at my hair. “Oh, I mean Clara.”
My face flames.
“Same to you, Rusty,” I shoot back, but he’s already striding away.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“This is isn't going to become one of those creepy situations where you show up at all hours of the night to watch me sleep, is it?" he asks playfully.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“And then I can feel what he feels. He’s waited such a long time for this moment. He loves how I feel in his arms. He loves the smell of my hair. He loves the way I looked at him just now, flushed and wanting more from him. He loves the color of my lips and now the taste of my mouth is making his knees feel weak and he doesn’t want to seem weak in front of me.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Tucker strokes my hair. There's something so tender about the gesture. It might as well have been him whispering I love you.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“Nice tree," he says.
That boy has unexpected depth.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Christian is staring at us. He’s an only child and could never understand the delicate joys of sibling abuse.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“She shrugs."Men"
"Men."
"If we can send one man to the moon, why can't we send them all there?”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“You are going to love the sports here. Snow skiing and water-skiing and rock climbing and all kinds of extreme sports. I give you full permission to hurl yourself off stuff.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“How did you do that?”
I shrug. “I click my heels three times and say, ‘There’s no place like home.’”
“Uh-huh. So … you think this is your home? My barn? His tone is playful, but the look he’s giving me is dead serious. A question.
“Haven’t you guessed by now?” I say, my heart hammering. “My home is you.”
― Cynthia Hand, Boundless

“The backcountry signs say stuff like BEYOND THIS POINT IS A HIGH RISK AREA, WHICH HAS MANY HAZARDS INCLUDING, BUT NOT LIMITED TO, AVALANCHES, CLIFFS, AND HIDDEN OBSTACLES, YOU MAY BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE COST OF YOUR RESCUE and I think, um, no thanks. I choose life.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly