Veronica Agosto

“Yes, Sangre de Cristo; but no matter how scarlet the sunset, those red hills never became vermillion, but a more and more intense rose-carnelian; not the colour of living blood, the Bishop had often reflected, but the colour of the dried blood of saints and martyres preserved in old churches in Rome, which liquefies upon occasion.”
― Willa Cather, Death Comes for the Archbishop

“She is not the first to dream of owls in the dark. She will not be the last.”
― Rick Yancey, The 5th Wave

“Tessa never could look at him without a tightening in her chest, a painful stutter of her heat.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Whatever you are physically, male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy – all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the color, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. You are that flame.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel