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,,Something was admiring in the way she slept, something that made me feel like I was intruding just by breathing in the same room.”

,,That was the thing about Maya, she didn’t need big declarations or grand gestures. She just needed someone to notice the little things, and I noticed all of them.”

She looked away, retreating behind her coffee. I didn’t press. There were walls she’d built long before I met her, and I’d learned to admire their architecture without trying to tear them down.

But more than any of that, the feeling in my chest when I’m with you is unlike anything I have ever felt. That feeling alone convinces me you were real.

The heart beating in my chest belonged to the girl buried six feet under where I was standing.

He’s a boy, Maya, and boys get mad.
He just had a bad day, Maya.
Stop being so sensitive, Maya.

When he looked up again, Sage’s eyes were narrowed on him. “Are you planning on sacrificing me or something? Because if so, I have objections.”
“Because of your…pants?” he asked, hoping his flat tone would hide his curiosity about the answer.
“No, Mr. Literal. Because if I’d known I was going to be sacrificed today, I wouldn’t have worn such a boring outfit.”

,,I rested my hand on his arm and forced myself to giggle uncontrollably, garnering strange looks from each male in the room. Except Thomas, who fixed his attention on the hand still touching him.”

“Before I continue…” Gideon frowned. “May I ask: Did you murder our father?”
“Gideon, that’s a horribly rude question.”
“My apologies. Shall we first sit and ring for tea?”

And Alice—who stood stock-still with his brains and skull fragments and blood splattered across her face—could not stop laughing. For a way out had opened up after all. And it seemed the most hilarious thing in the world, in that instant, that it nevertheless led straight to Hell.

“No, really.” Alice hugged her arms against her chest. “I don’t think he likes me all that much, actually.” “Oh, he must. He followed you to Hell, didn’t he?”

She had no particular goal in mind. Nothing so concrete as a dinner date. Nothing so bold. She had not thought that far; the question did not even take form. She only wanted to hear him laugh. But he was never there.

She always knew if he was in the building—she could spot his scuffed shoes, his broken umbrella, the brown wool coat always hung on the third hook from the left. She could always tell when people were talking about him; it was comical, really, the way her ears perked at any mention of his name. She knew his laughter from across the hall. She would have known it from the other end of the world.

“Tsu’s Basic Transportative Pentagram, with Setiya’s Modifications,” he said, which impressed Alice, since he’d only glanced briefly at the ground, and from across the room besides. “Ramanujan’s Summation with implications for the Casimir Effect to establish a psychic link to the target. Eight bars for eight courts.” A grin split his face. “Alice Law, you naughty girl. You’re trying to go to Hell.

“It’s a bit too late for that, isn’t it?” Preston smiled softly, almost sadly. “Whatever faults I might have—and I have plenty—just know that I think of you, always. My mind is never empty of you. Not in waking; not even in dreaming.” — doslownie śni o niej, nawet jej posąg ma w glowie, specjalne pomieszczenie jej poświęcone jakby była świętą (moze jest? w koncu ma imie po jednej…)

“The only reason anything matters is because it ends,” he says. “I wouldn’t hold you so tightly now if I thought we could be here forever.”

Effy’s throat tightened. “They’re cruel. They’ll be cruel to you, too.” “It doesn’t matter. I’m not afraid to care about you, Effy.”

,,She’s fucking miserable, yet she makes me feel alive”

,,This doesn’t mean anything”, she repeats. Not to you”

,,Smoking raises your blood pressure”
,,You raise my blood pressure”

,,Did he kiss you? (…) Put me out of my goddamn misery, Ophelia”

,,Pierwotnie reaktor zawierał ponad sto dziesięć kilogramów wzbogaconego uranu – dostatecznie dużo, by skazić i zniszczyć większość Europy. Gdyby zaś pozostałe trzy reaktory czarnobylskiej elektrowni jądrowej uległy uszkodzeniu w wyniku eksplozji pierwszego, na powierzchni naszej planety nie pozostałyby niemal żadne organizmy żywe.”

,,As her daughter disappears and everything goes to black, she wonders, How? How is someone not killed by such sorrow?”

,,Sometimes it is better to bleed than to feel nothing at all.”

,,Last night, before falling asleep, he told her he would return for her. “You know you can’t escape me. I always come back. So be a good wife for once and wait.” Now, as she watches him against the brightening sky, she hopes her husband will die in the war”