Molly Frank

“I love you,” he whispered, staring into eyes that were aglow with firelight, and something else.
“I love you too.”
― Kass Morgan, Day 21

“You couldn't expect anyone else to share your suffering. You had to carry your pain alone.”
― Kass Morgan, The 100

“That was the thing about secrets-you had to carry them with you forever, no matter what the cost.”
― Kass Morgan, The 100

“Everyone was pointing upward at the sky, which was turning into a symphony of color. First, orange streaks appeared in the blue, like an oboe joining a flute, turning a solo into a duet. That harmony built into a crescendo of colors as yellow and then pink added their voices to the chorus. The sky darkened, throwing the array of colors into even sharper relief. The word sunset couldn't possibly contain the meaning of the beauty above them, and for the millionth time since they'd landed, Wells found that the words they'd been taught to describe Earth paled in comparison to the real thing.”
― Kass Morgan, The 100