Quotes from Jennifer Lynn Barnes

It was never just the idea of you, Avery." I tried not to feel like the ground was suddenly moving underneath my feet. "You hated the idea of me." "But not you." The words were just as sweet, just as painful. "Never you.

There was something intense in those words, in the expression on his face—like the boy who'd learned to see the world saw me.

Putting pants on a dog was not what one would call "easy". Putting pants on a purebred, hundred-pound Bernese mountain dog who was fairly certain she did not want to wear pants could have substituted for one of the twelve labors of Hercules.

And the girl who was there with them, Kaylie Rooney, she'd just gotten out of juvenile detention for arson. It was easier to deflect blame toward her than to try to pin it on nature.

This is me crouching. This is me standing. This is me realizing how deep this hole is." "Do you have to narrate everything you're doing?" "This is me trying to give myself a boost . . . Oof! " "Sadie-Grace." "I'm sorry! It's just really hard to give yourself a boost.

That you'll be more careful. That I won't come home to find you gone again.

Tell me everything. Did you manage to have any fun? I hope you at least staged a protest in the middle of one of Lillian's formal dinners. Burned a few bras?" "The 1960s called, Mom. They want their signature feminist protest back." "Smart-ass.

Whoever triggered the explosion must have mistimed things. If you'd been two steps closer, you would have died." His voice got tighter. "Two of my men didn't make it." Devastating guilt drilled through me, a needle-thin icicle straight to the heart. I felt heavy and numb. "I'm sorry.

Hawaii. Nieuw-Zeeland. Machu Picchu. Tokio. Bali.

On the surface," he told me, "it appears that the letter outlines what we already know: My grandfather died and left everything to the devil he didn't know, thereby reversing the fortune of many. Why? Because power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

There was waiting for the guillotine to fall, and then there was hearing the eek, eek, eek of the blade creaking downward. Campbell being nice was downright terrifying.

Your eyes surprise me every time I look into them and they're looking back at me. Your mouth surprises me, because you always seem to smile more with one half that with the other, like part of you knows a funny secret that none of the rest of us, not even your other half, can guess.

If I were a boy," Thea told him with a Southern belle smile, "people would just call me driven." "Thea." Constantine frowned at her. "Right." Thea dabbed at her lips with her napkin. "No feminism at the dinner table.

Libby's on-again, off-again boyfriend—who had a fondness for punching walls and extolling his own virtues for not punching Libby

My mind is more like a roller coaster inside a labyrinth buried in an M. C. Escher painting that is riding on another roller coaster.

Earth to Sawyer?" Campbell said. I had no idea what I'd missed. "We were just about to discuss how incredibly debonair I look in this hat," Boone informed me, sliding his fingers along its brim. "I was born to fedora." I wasn't sure whether the pained look on Nick's face was the result of Boone's use of the word fedora as a verb or the conversation he, Campbell, and I had been having before we'd been interrupted.

My grandmother gave an elegant little shrug. "People will think what they want. I daresay they always do.

Making my way out of the bedroom, I found the loft empty, a visceral reminder that it had always been my sister's choice not to know me.

This wasn't instinct," the man—Adam—countered. "This was guilt, Ivy." "I'm not debating this with you." "Evidence would suggest you are.

Ivy gave the woman's hand a firm squeeze before letting it go. "What do you need?" she asked. "We're holding up." That, too, sounded like a rote reply, recited over and over again in hopes that it might somehow become the truth.

Having second thoughts, Taft?" "Sawyer doesn't have second thoughts!" Sadie-Grace insisted from the golf cart behind us, loyal to the bone. "Sometimes, she doesn't even have first thoughts!" Thank you, Sadie-Grace.

Tobias Hawthorne. Even dead, he was larger than life.

I mean, technically, he wasn't fired," Emilia clarified. "He was reassigned. But precision of language has never been the gossip mill's forte, and I guess anything's a pretty big step down after the White House.

Someone tried to kill me, and I'm going swimming. I'm going swimming, because it doesn't matter. I'm going swimming, because I don't matter. I'm going swimming, because that's what Claires do. We swim and we daydream and we read and we wait for someone to care, and they never, ever, ever do.