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

Amy A. Bartol

#2. That is what courage is: it is acting in the face of fear.

Amy A. Bartol

#3. Oh, I'm so going to put a knife in the other side of your chest, I think, feeling stabby.

Amy A. Bartol

#4. Reason doesn't always stand up to pain and come out the victor.

Amy A. Bartol

#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.

Amy A. Bartol

#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.

Amy A. Bartol

#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!

Amy A. Bartol

#8. My lips twitch at the mental image of him as a queen.

Amy A. Bartol

#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.

Amy A. Bartol

#10. Reason and love are hardly ever compatible.

Amy A. Bartol

#11. I lose myself in her: her scent, her touch, and the taste of her. I will never get enough.

Amy A. Bartol

#12. I could no more leave you than the earth could leave the sun. You'll always draw me back to you,

Amy A. Bartol

#13. Gentleness and kindness will make our homes a paradise upon earth.

C. A. Bartol

#14. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#15. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#16. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#17. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#18. She stays," Trey replies easily. "With you . . . half naked?" "With me . . . half naked.

Amy A. Bartol

#19. Character halts without aid of the imagination, which our classes in Shakespeare and Browning, music and drawing, recognize not only as amusement and by-play of the mind, but a co-ordinate power. Its work is unhappily styled fiction; for to idealize is to realize.

C. A. Bartol

#20. May what lies ahead of this warrior or behind him never take from me what is inside of him, for it is mine.

Amy A. Bartol

#21. Wanted to destroy you," he says, and a shiver goes through me, "and I wanted to take you in my arms and love you, and I wanted to tear you apart, and I wanted to crush anything that would harm you, all at the same time.

Amy A. Bartol

#22. Even swimming in sorrow, he won't let me drown.

Amy A. Bartol

#23. Liar; But never doubt I love ... I love thee best, O most best believe it.

Amy A. Bartol

#24. Do I pray for her life or mine? They're one in the same ... Be this soul in Thine hands ... I stop, unable to pray for her ascension. I cannot let her go, I think in agony. I try again, May this soul in Thine hands be with me ... always.

Amy A. Bartol

#25. Patience is nobler motion than any deed.

C. A. Bartol

#26. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#27. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#28. Religion is indeed woman's panoply; no one who wishes her happiness would divest her of it; no one who appreciates her virtues would weaken her best security.

C. A. Bartol

#29. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#30. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#31. As our bodies mesh as one, I know that this is the heaven I want to fight for: the one in my arms.

Amy A. Bartol

#32. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#33. Beauty is no local deity, like the Greek and Roman gods, but omnipresent.

C. A. Bartol

#34. I raise Reed's crushed, gray feather into the air. With my dying breath, I utter a single word in Angel, Champion.

Amy A. Bartol

#35. She's in my blood. I will never stop fighting for her,

Amy A. Bartol

#36. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#37. I'm learning that "myth" doesn't mean what I thought it did. It really means, "based on truth" and the truth is terrifying.

Amy A. Bartol

#38. I prefer my justice to be blind.

Amy A. Bartol

#39. How do y'all say, 'hoorah' in Angel?
Rude Car.

Amy A. Bartol

#40. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#41. You have to get rid of my wings!" I plead
"But, I like your wings," he says, smiling sweetly while stroking them again.
I swear, if he keeps doing that I might purr like a kitten

Amy A. Bartol

#42. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#43. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#44. 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,

Amy A. Bartol

#45. Paradoxical as it may seem, God means not only to make us good, but to make us also happy, by sickness, disaster and disappointment.

C. A. Bartol

#46. You've changed me. I want to be the favorite taste that touches your lips.

Amy A. Bartol

#47. Self-condemnation is God's absolution; and pleading guilty, acquittal at his bar.

C. A. Bartol

#48. Look at nature with science as a lens. The rock swarms, the clod dances; the mineral is but the vegetable stepping down, and the animal an ascending plant; the man, a beast extended; and the angel, a developed human soul.

C. A. Bartol

#49. I'm not forgiveness and redemption. I'm violent retaliation and vengeance.

Amy A. Bartol

#50. Is that what you are calling it? A message? It felt more like emotional terrorism to me.-Zephyr

Amy A. Bartol

#51. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#52. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#53. I'm the light to his darkness. There's no escape; he's a part of me.

Amy A. Bartol

#54. Children are marvelously and intuitively correct physiognomists. The youngest of them exhibit this trait.

C. A. Bartol

#55. You killed Kenny," I groan with my lips chattering, "you bastard .

Amy A. Bartol

#56. I want you as my consort.. until death do us part, and then forever after that

Amy A. Bartol

#57. 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 . . .

Amy A. Bartol

#58. Hold onto the string, love, until the current shifts and we can be together again.

Amy A. Bartol

#59. You can't be serious!" "I'm so serious." "He's a psychopath." "He's my psychopath.

Amy A. Bartol

#60. I have never had to fight so hard to take a breath.

Amy A. Bartol

#61. Private sincerity is a public welfare.

C. A. Bartol

#62. 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. -Reed

Amy A. Bartol

#63. Wayra, it's very nice to meet you. -Get off! -What's wrong? -He touched me. -So? -So, he's going to get hurt if he does it again!

Amy A. Bartol

#64. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#65. I'm jus a shadow on the floor wi' out ye, Genevieve.

Amy A. Bartol

#66. No one has ever worn my clothes before." "No one would dare," I murmur. "You're a scary beast." "You dared." "I did, but I have a problem with authority." He

Amy A. Bartol

#67. He becomes a thief, wiping away my tears with the back of his hand, trying to steal my sorrow from me.

Amy A. Bartol

#68. 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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#69. He must know that we have more game than Mattel.

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#70. First love is like dat," Brennus says tiredly. "But, den ye mature and find a deeper love, one dat was created jus for ye.

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#71. If I die now, at least my soul might see him in Paradise one day.

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#72. Never presume to know the mind of God. -Inescapable

Amy A. Bartol

#73. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#74. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#75. You are poised to be the most perfect creature I have ever encountered, under God, and the affection that I feel for you cannot be measured on Earth

Amy A. Bartol

#76. You make me want more- more time, more of your love, more of you.

Amy A. Bartol

#77. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#78. Brennus grins as well. Och, ye have ta luv me brudder; he's so cheeky. He was always da favourite.

Amy A. Bartol

#79. On the attraction between man and woman society is based; but its refined is greater than its gross force, and its weight is like the gravitation of the globe.

C. A. Bartol

#80. The evil you know is better than the evil you don't.

Amy A. Bartol

#81. True men and women are all physicians to make us well.

C. A. Bartol

#82. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#83. The soul is one with its faith.

C. A. Bartol

#84. You're my air, Evie. Without you, I drown in breathless sky.

Amy A. Bartol

#85. War sounds romantic, heroic even, until everyone you know starts dying.

Amy A. Bartol

#86. 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!

Amy A. Bartol

#87. 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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#88. Don't you 'Kitten' me!

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#89. 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?

Amy A. Bartol

#90. Pulling his hand back from my face, Trey tenses. Inamorata is feminine. I would be your inamorato, your male lover.

Amy A. Bartol

#91. You're so adorable sometimes. I almost don't regret not killing you.

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#92. Or so, and then it should be as good as new. See, I can walk

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#93. It's when the crickets stop singing that you know the enemy is near and the battle is about to begin.

Amy A. Bartol

#94. Father, mother, child, are the human trinity, whose substance must not be divided nor its persons confounded. As well reconstruct your granite out of the grains it is disintegrated into as society out of the dissolution of wedded love.

C. A. Bartol

#95. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#96. 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 ...

Amy A. Bartol

#97. 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.

Amy A. Bartol

#98. Hope is the parent of Faith.

C. A. Bartol

#99. Reed's blood is now mixed with mine, so that he is always with me, no matter where I am.

Amy A. Bartol

#100. I'm just saying that when there is little left to lose, the consequences of one's actions don't carry the same weight ... painful or otherwise.

Amy A. Bartol