Top 100 Amy A. Bartol Quotes
#1. We have to make the stars align for us now
find a way for us now to get burned for being together. - Trey to Kricket
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#2. That is what courage is: it is acting in the face of fear.
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#3. Oh, I'm so going to put a knife in the other side of your chest, I think, feeling stabby.
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#4. Reason doesn't always stand up to pain and come out the victor.
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#5. He was telling us that your voice will give comfort when the night becomes its blackest," he replies. "And I'll protect that voice with my body, my mind, and my spirit . . . because without it, I'm alone in the dark.
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#6. I don't know which is more difficult: going on alone to an unknown destination, or having to remain behind to watch the one you love leave. Those of us who have had to remain behind, we know that it's a cut that never heals ... it just continues to bleed
to burn inside of you.
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#7. I look away from him, replying sarcastically, Well, you can tell JT and Pete for me that the next time they hold a knitting bee and gossip circle, I could use a new sweater!
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#8. My lips twitch at the mental image of him as a queen.
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#9. My only hope for survival lies in the knowledge that you are somewhere in this world, under the same sky, the same sun, the same stars.
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#10. I lose myself in her: her scent, her touch, and the taste of her. I will never get enough.
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#11. I could no more leave you than the earth could leave the sun. You'll always draw me back to you,
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#12. I'm the dark secret that he can't keep hidden - his crossed fingers - his hold-my-breath-to-keep-from-feeling. But I make him feel everything.
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#13. This doesn't work out for us, Kricket, know that I've loved you from the moment I held you in my arms on Ethar, and every moment in between. I will love you even after my final breath.
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#14. Reed lifts his lips from mine, and looking into my eyes, he murmurs, I want those thousand years with you, Evie, you have no idea how much I want them. I want a thousand years, and then I want a hundred thousand more.
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#15. There is nothing remotely ordinary about you, accept it. I'll show you what you are."
"And what am I?"
"Mine. I will tear open the sky to make you see it.
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#16. Even swimming in sorrow, he won't let me drown.
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#17. Liar; But never doubt I love ... I love thee best, O most best believe it.
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#18. Trey, I thought that the Znou was beautiful and I wanted to keep it," I say, explaining myself to him. "I wasn't trying to kill myself. If I get suicidal, you'll know 'cuz I'll be dead. The only thing I'm feeling right now is homicidal, so watch your back.
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#19. I think I'm the most hurt by the fact that I'm not like him. I would've chosen him over everything else. The whole world could've burned down and I would've pulled him from the wreckage of it.
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#20. I'm here because of the way she loves me with no reservations. She doesn't hold anything back, but gives it all to me as if there was no one else like me in the universe. She has no idea that she alone is the unique being.
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#21. You are the only thing I have ever needed and I won't give you up. The only being who will keep me from you is you," he says with conviction. "You are where I draw the line. They can have anything else that they want, but they cannot have you - not when I have breath in my body to prevent it.
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#22. As our bodies mesh as one, I know that this is the heaven I want to fight for: the one in my arms.
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#23. I'm dangerous?" I snort disbelievingly. "Very," he replies plainly. "I don't feel dangerous, I feel small and exposed," I say, turning my face away from him. "Evie, you're the most dangerous creature I have ever encountered, and I have encountered them all," he says, playing with my hair.
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#24. I raise Reed's crushed, gray feather into the air. With my dying breath, I utter a single word in Angel, Champion.
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#25. She's in my blood. I will never stop fighting for her,
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#26. Reece ... Reed ... isn't that a silly coincidence? he asks, his mouth twisting in a grim smile that neither reaches his blue eye nor his green one.
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#27. I'm learning that "myth" doesn't mean what I thought it did. It really means, "based on truth" and the truth is terrifying.
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#28. Then you might have to kill everyone." "So be it." "Why are you so crazy?" I ask as I gently rest my forehead against his chest.
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#29. When a soul arrives in Paradise after a lifetime on earth, it will sometimes pine for the soul mate that was left behind."
"He has that look?"
"No ... he has the other look."
"The other look?"
"The look of that soul when it reunites with its soul mate.
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#30. You are afraid of me?" Reed asks me, sounding unpleasantly surprised.
"Of course I'm afraid of you. You're menacing, you're overbearing, you're arrogant, and if you don't see that, then you can just add high to the list," I say, using my fingers to tick off his shortcomings.
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#31. Cuz I look like Barbie." I reply, knowing they can connect the dots. "Bad girls don't like Barbie?" Michael asks, both his eyebrows rising. "No. Bad girls want to rip Barbie's head off and flush it down the toilet,
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#32. You've changed me. I want to be the favorite taste that touches your lips.
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#33. I'm not forgiveness and redemption. I'm violent retaliation and vengeance.
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#34. Is that what you are calling it? A message? It felt more like emotional terrorism to me.-Zephyr
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#35. If I had but one wish, it would have been to find someone like you."
"And if you were a coin, I'd throw you down a well without making a wish.
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#36. Would you mind telling Xavier that if
he doesn't want to become an albatross,
he should stop laughing, Evie mutters,
which only makes him laugh harder.
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#37. I want you as my consort.. until death do us part, and then forever after that
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#38. Then I could just let the common symmetry that exists between us force you to see that you're mine . . ." - I kiss him - "and I'm lost without you . . .
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#39. You can't be serious!" "I'm so serious." "He's a psychopath." "He's my psychopath.
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#40. I have never had to fight so hard to take a breath.
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#41. I wanted you before this, for who you are - so intelligent, brave - delicate and beautiful. But now, you have power and strength, too. Danger, thy name is Evie. You are something from a dream and I just want ... he trails off.
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#42. I'm jus a shadow on the floor wi' out ye, Genevieve.
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#43. He becomes a thief, wiping away my tears with the back of his hand, trying to steal my sorrow from me.
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#44. I have never seen him smile like that - it's intoxicating, especially because I never thought he would smile like that at me.
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#45. If I die now, at least my soul might see him in Paradise one day.
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#46. Never presume to know the mind of God. -Inescapable
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#47. What do you want to risk to get away?" he asks. I swallow past the bile corrupting my throat. "Everything," I reply. "I'll risk everything to stay with you.
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#48. Sometimes, I think I have made you up just to torture myself- and there are other times that I know you must be real because I couldn't have dreamed such perfection.
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#49. You make me want more- more time, more of your love, more of you.
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#50. You're what I want. No other angel, or man, will ever stand above you in my esteem, in my regard, or in my love.
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#51. Brennus grins as well. Och, ye have ta luv me brudder; he's so cheeky. He was always da favourite.
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#52. The evil you know is better than the evil you don't.
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#53. Her heart begins to sing to me, the Siren's song that's calling me to shipwreck. I go to it willingly. When her lips meet mine, I know I'm lost, I'm found - I'm home.
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#54. You're my air, Evie. Without you, I drown in breathless sky.
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#55. War sounds romantic, heroic even, until everyone you know starts dying.
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#56. I can't figure out what's wrong with her feet! -Nothing's wrong with my feet! -They are an alluring shade of pink. -Jax, that's nail polish!
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#57. You cannot thrive under the wrong stars, Kricket ... the stars here are in opposition to you ... can't you feel it? ... Let us take you home.
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#59. Instead of asking youself how you can change that aspect of you, maybe you should be asking yourself why you were created that way. For what purpose do you exist the way that you are?
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#60. Pulling his hand back from my face, Trey tenses. Inamorata is feminine. I would be your inamorato, your male lover.
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#61. You're so adorable sometimes. I almost don't regret not killing you.
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#62. It's when the crickets stop singing that you know the enemy is near and the battle is about to begin.
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#63. Why does my stomach flutter like it's filled with a thousand butterflies whenever I get near you? And I don't mean when I see you, I mean before I see you, I inquire as I search his face.
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#64. To ache from the knowledge that I may never hold you again - to count the moments, like grains of sand, while we were parted only to escape the sky and find that you still only know me as a boy from school ...
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#65. In all the years that I have lived, the time that I have spent with you has been the most exquisite ... and this moment, our first dance, I will never forget if I live forever.
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#66. Reed's blood is now mixed with mine, so that he is always with me, no matter where I am.
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#67. I do what I always do when the day has shown me its worst: I make do.
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#69. You were afraid of me? Don't you meet with the Fallen in Sheol?"
"Yes, but none of them had ever stolen my heart nor left me without words to ponder its loss.
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#70. It eat my brain?" I ask. He looks confused. "No." "Mind control?" I ask. "I wish.
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#71. It looks great on her because she has a bangin' body.
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#72. I should love her like there is an ache that won't go away unless I'm with her.
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#74. Okay, you must have forgotten that I know when someone's lying-it's one of my special, freaky priestess gifts, remember-the one you love to use until it becomes inconvenient for you? You can try to throw me off, but even half truths ring false with me.
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#75. If they took you from me, it would be like they concealed my heart from me.
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#76. He isn't wearing a shirt ... He shouldn't just walk around like that; it's obscene to have to look at someone so perfect. He should do the world a favor and eat a donut or two.
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#77. How ex are we talking?"
"The kind where you have to take everything that he ever gave you and bury it in the backyard so there will be nothing to remind you of how much you loved him.
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#80. Can't someone please tell me what that little, lacy thing is that I keep catching a glimpse of when she bends down?" Wayra asks. "I don't know, but I have to say that I like it more than I should." Jax replies, sounding amused.
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#81. I'm just a collection of sad stories, Kyon." "I
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#82. Sometimes we don't know that it's best to run. Hanging on in desperation seems to be our way.
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#83. I wouldn't describe it like that. It was . . . hazardous and delicate. I've had easier times disarming explosives . . .
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#84. He has an equal stack of pancakes on his plate. He picks up his fork and says, You know these aren't very good for Pretty Town.
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#86. Just when you think that maybe Brennus is running' out of crazy, he shows up with a brand new can of it ... economy size.
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#87. Evie's head is pressed tightly to my chest; I would pull her inside of me and have my heart beat for us both if I could.
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#88. I will never want anything as much as I want you. I will never love anything as much as I love you.
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#89. You have made no secret of the fact that you hate me."
His eyes soften again. "Hate you?" he asks. "Not as much as you might think. And then there is the ... what was it ... butterflies? That can't be a bad thing, can it?
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#90. Xavier ... he is afraid of losing you-He is also insane for you. Insane for you without the soul to join yours or the deep attraction to awaken you ... but with the devotion to endure this Godless place for you.
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#91. Ye're na meant for a tepid existence, so maybe 'tis time ta leave da sandbox.
Brennus
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#92. Well, that feels a little bit like stealin' yer parent's car keys for a joy ride and ending up crashin' it, huh?"
"We kind of hijacked the sun, Russell.
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#93. Reed, I should've protected myself against you, but I didn't and now you live here, inside of me," I say, pointing to my heart. "I won't ever be able to run from the love I have for you. Your name is written on my heart. I can't hide from it and it will wreck me if something happens to you -
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#94. No," Trey says. "Males rarely touch each other." "Really?" "And females rarely touch males they don't know or who aren't a part of their family," he adds, making me feel awkward all of a sudden. I've been holding his hand all day, I think, feeling stupid.
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#95. My desire for him is insane. He's not sentimental - neither of us is - and yet he says things to me that strike at the core of my being and speak to the fighter in me. He makes me crave him in the most vulnerable way. I can't lose him - ever.
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#97. I'm not in love with him. I would never call it that. It's more of a growing fascination with him. He's unlike anyone I've ever known, but he's maladjusted and broken - unpredictable and frightening.
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#98. Drunken people make me nervous. I dislike their predictable unpredictability - the emotions that are so intense and seem to turn on a dime.
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#99. You're art that cannot be concealed ... danger that cannot be tamed ... love that cannot be measured ... a new law that denies a probable outcome.
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#100. I have a paper heart and he has written notes all over it.
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