Sarah

“there were two kinds of optimists in the world: those who hoped and those who madly persevered.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, Glorious Rivals

“I wanted you in fourth grade, when you launched me off that water pillow and broke two of my ribs,” he said, his eyes narrowed on me behind his glasses like he could still see us at the lake. “I wanted you in sixth grade, when I drove over your foot with my dad’s ATV. I wanted you when Mr. Pockets got hit by a car and you cried as hard as I did, I wanted you when you kissed the shit out of me in the shed, and now, God help me, I want you when you shattered my fucking heart to keep me from ruining my own future.”
― Lynn Painter, Fake Skating

“To living with you, Mara.” I lift the coin between us. She drips before me, gaze unwavering. “To accompanying you in death, Kitt.”
― Lauren Roberts, Fearful

“Do you know how I found you in the slums that night you escaped?”
Blair stares at him, her defiance wavering.
“Because even then, I knew you. Your heart is not hollow. I listen for it in the silence. I find myself trying to memorize its unique pattern and hating that I can’t. Blair, do you understand? I would know you by the beat of your heart alone. And I think that should count for something. I’m not asking you to love me. Hell, you don’t even need to like me. Not now. And maybe it’s some sixth sense talking, but I am drawn to you, Blair Archer—bitch and all. And I don’t know what to do with that other than follow the sound of your heartbeat, wherever it may lead me.”
― Lauren Roberts, Fearful