S.C. Yung

“Have a drink?"
" I don't need it," said Halloway. "But someone inside me does."
"Who?"
The boy I once was, thought Halloway, who runs like the leaves down the sidewalk autumn nights.
But he couldn't say that.
So he drank, eyes shut, listening to hear if that thing inside turned over again, rustling in the deep bons that were stacked for burning but never burned.”
― Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes

“Her voice was so melancholy that Gansey was struck all at once by what he and Blue really lost by keeping their relationship a secret. Blue radiated psychic energy for others, but touch was where she gained hers back. She was always hugging her mother or holding Noah’s hand or linking her elbow in Adam’s or resting her boots on Ronan’s legs as they sat on the sofa. Touching Gansey’s neck just between his hair and his collar. This worry in her tone demanded fingers braided together, arms on shoulders, cheeks rested against chests.
But because Gansey was too cowardly to tell Adam about falling in love with her, she had to stand there with her sadness by herself.
Aurora took Blue’s hand.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King

“His mother’s father had been a diplomat, an architect of fortunes; his father’s father had been an architect, a diplomat of styles.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King

“Plus, it made me nervous, because was this the time in my own life before I found someone to love and had a family and looked back longingly on my youthful freedom? Or was it the beginning of what my life would be like forever?”
― Curtis Sittenfeld, You Think It, I'll Say It