Kelly

“How to be the
daughter she was supposed to be, her parents’ American Dream. How to
untangle the parts of her that were Chinese and the parts of her that were
American, how both so often felt like neither.”
― Grace D. Li, Portrait of a Thief

“A moi, L'historie d'une de mes folies.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Casually, out of view of Ronan, making sure Adam was still sleeping, Gansey dangled his hand between the driver's seat and the door. Palm up, fingers stretched back to Blue.

This was not allowed.

He knew it was not allowed, by rules he himself had set. He would not permit himself to play favorites between Adam and Ronan; he and Blue couldn't play favorites in this way, either. She would not see the gesture, anyway. She would ignore it if she did. His heart hummed.

Blue touched his fingertips.

Just this--

He pinched her fingers lightly, just for a moment, and then he withdrew his hand and put it back on the wheel. His chest felt warm.

This was not allowed.

Ronan had not seen. Adam was still sleeping. The only casualty was his pulse.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

“It went like this: Irene had spent her whole life being measured against her brother. It hadn’t mattered at first, because why would it? She had done everything he had and more, felt a fierce, certain pride in doing so.”
― Grace D. Li, Portrait of a Thief