Wayward Son Quotes

“Simon Snow, it hurts to look at you when you’re this happy.
And it hurts to look at you when you’re
depressed.
There’s no safe time for me to see you, nothing about you that doesn’t tear my heart from my chest and leave it breakable outside my body.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“My favourite part of kissing Simon when he’s cold is the way he goes warm in my hands. Like I’m the living campfire. Like I’m the one who lives. I warm him in my arms, and then he warms me in his. He gives it all back to me.
I’d give him all that I am. I’d give him all that I was. I’d open up a vein.
I’d tie our hearts together, chamber by chamber.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Baz is standing in front of a full-length mirror, wearing—I swear to Merlin—a flowered suit.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Simon looks over at me. “What?”
“Nothing,” I say.
“What?!” he shouts. He can’t hear a thing I’m saying over the wind and the engine and the classic rock.
“I hate this fucking car!” I shout back.

“The sun is burning me! I might actually catch fire, at any moment!” The wind is blowing Simon’s hair straight, and he’s squinting—from the sun and from all the smiling.
“What!” he shouts at me again.
“You’re so beautiful!” I shout back.
He turns the radio down, so now there’s just the wind and the engine noise to shout over.
“What’d you say?!”
“Nothing!”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Simon catches up with me and traps me against the car. He’s kissing me before I see it coming, bending me back over the boot. “You were amazing,” he says, taking a breath. “You didn’t even need a wand.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“So hot,” Simon says. “Got to see you fight without picking a fight with you myself.
[...]
“I promise to be just as hot later,” I say. “I’ll start fires all the way across the Midwest.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“It’s Baz they’re checking out, not me. He’s got to be scared, or at least nervous, but he doesn’t look it. I swear he gets less ruffled the more that he’s threatened. (When I’m the one threatening him, that’s infuriating. But it’s kind of cool now.)”
― Rainbow Rowell, Carry On

“He looks away from me, covering his mouth.
“What are you laughing at.”
He looks down, but waves his hand at me. “You—your—”
I refuse to look down at myself. “My what, Snow?”
“Your hair.”
I refuse to touch my hair.
“You look like that guy, with the wig—” He mimes playing the piano. “Duh, duh, duh, duhhh.”
“Beethoven?”
“I don’t know his name. With the big wig. There was a film about him.”
“Mozart. You’re saying I look like Mozart.”
“You’ve got to look, Baz, it’s a scream.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Baz is touching me, and it's good. (Touching Baz is always good; it'd be easier if I could just touch him all the time. And kiss him. And not have to be kissed.)”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“A month ago, I would have walked to the sofa and touched his shoulder. Three months ago, I would have dropped a kiss on his cheek. Last September, when he and Bunce first moved into this flat, I would have had to pull my mouth away from his to ask the question, and he might not have let me finish.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Simon's beautiful in battle: He never stops. You never see him plan his next move. He doesn't plan, he just moves.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“I’m the most basic bitch possible.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Simon takes my elbow. "Ride with me," he says, looking at the place where his hand is touching my arm. "There are stars.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“This is a simple study. Yet, you can use this book to see deeper into the personality of God. I find it heartwarming that God was like a concerned parent who continuously moved the dialogue forward. Notice that Jonah was like a rebellious and headstrong son committing an idolatry of law over justice.”
― Michael Ben Zehabe, A Commentary on Jonah

“I tought I looked cool behind the wheel, I wasn't prepared for Baz. I wouldn't be able to look away from him, if there wasn't so much else to take in.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“I don't kill predators," he says. "Why not? Fellow feeling?"
"They're to important to the ecosystem.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Penelope Bunce is a fierce magician, I’ve never minded saying it. She’s just escaped from handcuffs and a flaming car. She’s casting spells without her wand in a dead spot. Harry Houdini himself couldn’t top it.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Baz tries to elbow her back. "Put on your seat belt!"
"But I made a road trip playlist!"
"Are you trying to kill us all before we can listen to it?”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“I don’t think you’re supposed to raise it while you’re driving,” I say.
“But they always do it in music videos”—he yanks at the other side—“and Bond films.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“He looks like some sort of disgraced angel. (I suppose that'd be a demon.)”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Einstein and Bergson held an extremely low opinion of technology - especially when compared to science. They were skeptical about its alleged benefits. 'What comes to the mind of a sensible person when hearing the word technology?' asked `Einstein. 'Avarice, exploitation, social divisions amongst people, class hatred,' he responded. Technology, in his view, could easily be considered the 'wayward son of our era.”
― Jimena Canales, The Physicist and the Philosopher: Einstein, Bergson, and the Debate that Changed Our Understanding of Time

“He really does look perfect. Whatever strange look he’s going for—Gothic pop star—it works for him.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“Come on, Snow. Let's see America.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“There’s no safe time for me to see you, nothing about you that doesn’t tear my heart from my chest and leave it breakable outside my body.”
― Rainbow Rowell

“Come on, Snow. Let's see America.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“But beauty is cheap, Agatha. Cheap and bountiful.”
― Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

“You were the sun, and I was crashing into you.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son

“I’m driving. We’re all wearing sunglasses. We’re listening to The Doors, and Baz is complaining about it. But he’s got his shirt unbuttoned to his navel, so I’m not complaining about anything. The sky is huge and blue and full of lens flare. America...”
― Wayward Son - Rainbow Rowell