Top 83 Kelly Creagh Quotes
#1. Danny, give me the phone." Isobel thrust her hand out for the receiver. "And you can forget the five bucks."
"I was gonna charge you three-fifty anyway," he said, holding the phone just out of reach. "He knew he hadn't dialed the wrong number, so I had to tell him you were on the crapper.
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#2. She never answered. She couldn't. All she could do was stare, reaching toward him with her gaze alone, pulling him to drown in the sorrow of those depthless black pools.
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#3. She'd never seen a boy with hands like that, with long, delicate fingers, beautiful but still masculine. His fingernails were long too, almost crystalline, tapered to points. They were the kind of hands you'd expect to see under lace cuffs, like Mozart or something.
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#4. She is the harbinger of nightmares as well as death, destruction, and insanity. Said to reign in an alternate dimension, a bleak and desertlike twilight version of reality, Lilith has long been hailed as the queen of mental darkness.
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#5. But to pine for those we have had and loved and once held but will never clasp again," he continued, "it is a torture of an unbearable degree. It is the worst pain possible. Enough to drive you away from yourself ...
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#7. A glance toward her digital clock showed the numbers twitching and randomly changing on their own, as though her clock couldn't make up its mind on what time it wanted to be.
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#8. He was horrible and fascinating all at once, like a scorpion prepared to strike, all angles and sharp lines and menace.
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#9. That a single kiss from a boy who knew how to walk through dreams, who himself now seemed to be a dream, hadn't irrevocably altered her.
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#10. Oh, sure. Let me just ask my geek brother to stop slaying zombie ninjas for a few hours so I can borrow the PC and catch up on my Victorian horror lit.
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#11. Yesterday, she began, speaking to his back, hurrying as though there was some element of him that was part hourglass.
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#12. As if. You so got it for him. I mean, can we say, 'Uhm, urh, durh, Sloppy Joe'? Psh. Please. Can't hide it from me.
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#14. You yourself could be nothing more than a shadow, someone else's dream who is, themselves, someone else's.
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#15. So, you let me get through that whole spiel, my entire tirade, but weren't going to let me have the dramatic walkaway, were you?
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#16. I'll come back to get you, too, okay?"
"Why?" he snapped.
"Because," she said with a gasp, unable to fathom the source of his question, or his tone. "Because I love you, that's why.
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#17. Isobel's face burned. Her skin tingled where he'd touched her, with an almost imperceptible electricity that she couldn't be sure if she was imagining. Like the tips of her fingers had somehow fallen asleep.
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#18. But, Isobel thought with a bleak and sad smile, what better place to bury what was dead than in a cemetery?
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#19. He could be so cynical. So dry and acidic. As blank as a page. Could he be tender, too?
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#20. Dreaming aside," he went on, "how can you be so sure your world is the real one?
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#22. Isobel watched as Varen's head turned slowly toward her father. She couldn't exactly tell with the sunglasses, but she somehow knew that he had to be staring down the false Poe with one of his most penetrating "you are the essence of lameness" expressions.
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#23. Please," she murmured at her burger, her voice no more than a squeaky whisper, "Don't do this.
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#24. Learn to awaken within your dreams, Isobel.
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#25. Even if this is a dream," he whispered, "I'm not.
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#26. And keep a watch out at the garage door, because you'll be back by the stroke of seven thirty and in time for dinner or else you'll turn back into an alien and be deported to your home planet.
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#27. She could just hear her little brother asking all sorts of stupid questions, like if his underwear was black too.
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#28. Whoa," Danny said, taken aback, "You broke up with Meathead?
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#29. She had just enough time to take in a breath, to blink, to part her lips before he took them with his own.
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#30. He smiled like he couldn't help it. She couldn't believe it. He was actally smiling, teeth and all. Had she ever seen him smile before? No, she realized, because right now, it was such a jarring thing to witness that for a moment it felt as though she was sharing the car with a stranger.
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#31. What can I say?" Poe muttered. "Chicks dig the mustache.
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#33. She looked up from the tag. "Uh, news flash. Your friends hate me."
"They don't know you," he said. Opening his door, he climbed out. He turned back, though, and leaned in on the door frame, peering at her. "Besides," he said, "you'd be with me.
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#34. When there is no way, you must make a way.
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#35. He clutched the watch hard in his fist, determined to destroy it, to prove that it couldn't be real. That she hadn't come here because of him, for him.
That he hadn't done what he knew he had.
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#36. Don't let the elegance act fool you," Varen said, drawing out his notepad. "She farts.
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#37. Dancers churned around them like storm tossed flowers, their heads held to either side as they whirled with abandonment.
"Look at them," he whispered, his voice in her ear. "Have you ever seen anything like it? They have everything, don't they? Everything except a single care to dwell on.
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#38. Please welcome Professor Varen Nethers, famous depressed dead poets historian and author of the bestselling books Unlocking your Poe-tential: A Writer's Guide, and Mo Poe Fo Yo: When You Just Can't Get Enough.
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#39. Oh come now. It's no fun if you don't know why I'm gutting you when I'm gutting you. Think!
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#40. Lady Ligeia," he began again, "is a woman in the literature who returns from the dead, taking over another woman's body to be with her true love."
"Oh, yes. Lovely" Isobel blanched. "I guess the other chick didn't mind at all?
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#41. As much as he was different from other guys, he still had that stupid male pride thing.
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#42. You, strange puzzle of a girl, are very lucky.
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#46. Why couldn't she just come out and say she liked him?
Maybe it was because she more than liked him.
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#47. Isobel moved farther into the kitchen, not knowing whether to be relieved that her mother hadn't had an atomic meltdown, or mortified that she'd taken it upon herself to play head chef with the nearest thing Trenton High had to a Dark Lord.
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#48. She stood in the mist, waiting for him again.
Always in the same place.
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#49. Just because I live in the sunlight, enjoy being blond, and wear a cheerleading uniform, that doesn't mean I'm stupid. I'm so sick of that.
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#50. There is always that fine line between doing what we want and doing what we're told.
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#51. The more this guy talked, the more he sounded like a fortune cookie.
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#52. Like a serpent, this demon had coiled and nested into those empty and cavernous spaces of his heart. Like a harpy, she had preyed on his absolute aloneness.
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#54. He brushed his thumb across her lips. I guess you're not as easy to forget as we'd hoped.
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#56. You're really a blond," she said, her tone just short of accusatory.
"And if you tell anyone, I will come to you in the night and smote your everlasting soul.
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#57. Her fingertips reached to trace the damage, but he grasped her hand with his own. He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends of his hair brushed feather-light against her face, caught in her lashes.
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#58. Why the snap-crackle-pop didn't you call me?
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#59. Wasn't he the one who sliced off his ear and mailed it to his girlfriend?"
"Van Gogh," said Varen, in a monotone that suggested he might be in pain.
"Van Gogh," Gwen said, leaning away, waving the apple. "Edgar Allan Poe. Close enough!
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#60. Isobel's heart crashed against the cage of her chest, beating against his.
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#61. Yeah, well, I tried to explain that my mind powers don't work on Tuesdays.
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#62. Demons ... they don't just waltz into your life and take over for no reason," she said, her voice going soft again. "They might knock on the door, but ultimately, you have to be the one to invite them in.
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#63. So." [Isobel] cleared her throat. "What are we doing?"
"We," [Varen] said at last, "are doing a project on Poe."
"Didn't he marry his cousin or something?"
"The man is a literary god and that's all you have to say?
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#64. She felt him pull her to him. His voice, acidic and sharp, buzzed in her ear. Soon ... I'll be all that's left.
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#65. She'd never been kissed like that before - like the shell of her soul had evaporated.
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#66. Words ... have always held the dangerous power to conjure things into being.
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#67. The pain in her body came first, an intense surge of fire that raged like lava through her veins.
But it could not compare with what followed after.
A wail rose up from her depths. It left her as an inhuman cry.
Finally, she remembered everything.
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#68. Words, Isobel, have always held the dangerous power to conjure things into being. Remember that.
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#69. Isobel looked down at her lap, at her hands. She turned her left one over, remembering where Varen had written his number on her that first time. Those numbers were gone now, but in hindsight, he may as well have tattooed the moment onto her soul.
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#70. My beautiful, my Isobel. My Love. You ask me to wait. And so I wait.
For all of this, I know, is but a dream.
And when, in sleep, at last we wake,
I will see you again.
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#71. Gwen," he said in acknowledgement.
"Your darkness-ship," she returned with a bow.
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#72. Besides," Gwen added, fluffing the dress folds, "this thing took forever, so you're wearing it."
"Wait you made this?" Isobel asked, distracted.
"Altered it," she admitted. She shrugged. "Half off at the Nearly New Shop. By the way, you owe me twenty-five dollars.
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#73. It is naught but pain and regret when we think of the things and people we will never have, the opportunities we may never get.
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#74. Sam stop yelling at her!" her mother yelled.
"If this were in Japsnese," said Danny, "it could be an anime.
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#75. Just because I wear black and keep a private journal, that doesn't mean I'm going to blow up the school. Or terrorize mindless cheerleaders, for that matter.
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#76. His voice ripped through her, low, soft, and a little husky- like the hushed crackling of an old fashioned record player just before the music starts
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#77. Isobel's head popped up. "What does 'sagacious' mean?"
"Sagacious," he said, writing, "adjective describing someone in possession of acute mental faculties. Also describing one who might, in a bookstore, think to get up and locate an actual dictionary instead of asking a billion questions.
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#78. Painted faces laughed. It was like a mad carnival where everyone was oblivious, lost in the bliss of chaos, a throng unaware of a bomb planted beneath the
floorboards.
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#79. Memories, they are the cobwebs of the mind.You can try and sweep them away, but it seems as if some trace always remains..
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#80. To Madeline,
This subtle second self
Sheaf of me
Can do more than you ever could.
Like you, it can leave
And go
Somewhere else.
The night splits me in two.
I disconnect
To sink, to fall, to fly
And rage
Forever
And always
Without you
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#81. She glanced down at the contents of her plate. Just tell him what it is. Simple. Look at it and say what it is. "Sloppy Joe," she managed.
"Hmm," he said, sounding doubtful. "May he rest in peace.
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#82. You can't understand us. We don't even understand ourselves.
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#83. In love. In love with the stoic, the sullen, the eternally morose Varen Nethers?
He would never allow it.
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