Quotes from Sophie Jordan

See you soon (but not soon enough).

You have my word. If you return with me, you won't be harmed. I'd die first.

You can't even see it. I'm the safest thing you'll ever find

I have Will. Here, he's my way back to the sky.

In my mind, I see Will. Think how he has become the mist, the sky, everything, to me. I do more than survive here. I love.

Hi," I return, gesturing to the fish. "Nice catch." "Yeah. I'm kind of impressed with myself. I always thought redheads were sexy." "Ha-ha. I meant the fish." "Ah. Yes.

He steps onto the sidewalk and rocks on the balls of his feet. He looks beautiful standing there, and a familiar ache starts in my chest as I wonder how I can love and fear the sight of someone with the same intensity.

Sudden conviction races through me, almost terrifying in its total certainty. I can't give him up. He's the other part of me. He gets what it feels like to be separate from everything and everyone, to reject the path others lay out for you. We're the same. Two sides to the same coin.

It's unclear who moves first. We're in each other's arms, lips locked, melded, hotly fused. Our hands drag over each other, reacquainting, remembering, almost as if we're both verifying the other one is real flesh and blood.

He couldn't live without being a draki, and I couldn't live without him.

The water is still and smooth. Polished glass. Not a ripple of wind disturbs the dark surface. Low-rising mist drifts off liquid mountains floating against a purple-bruised sky. An eager breath shudders past my lips. Soon the sun will break.

I see enough. I saw you.

The world was a merciless place. Hard and cruel. Except when you found someone to trust and love. Life, however fleeting, possessed meaning then.

I wait for him to announce my presence, holding his gaze, refusing to look away, determined that this beautiful boy see the face he sentences to death with this next words.

Ironic. I'm here because of my inherent dangerousness, but it's my inherent politeness that makes me put up with this. With him.

I touch his cheek, see my hand shake, and quickly pull it back. He grabs my wrist, places my palm back against his cheek, and closes his eyes like he's in agony. Or bliss. Or maybe both. Like he's never been touched before.

Only now, here with Will, I realize I'm something more. Someone not bound by the rules of her pride, her race, her family. Someone who can be loved for herself, draki or not. "I thought about you," I whisper, my voice not my own. It belongs to someone else. Someone brave, someone about to risk everything and follow her heart. "I've never stopped thinking about you." Somehow, I doubt I ever will.

Never forget that we are more than the genetic code. We can be more than labels applied to us. We can be more than what others whisper behind our backs. Free will exists. We need to choose to be the best we can be and we need to help others do the same. Believe in yourself.

I wouldn't have waited this long for you. I would have already showed up at your dorm the minute I decided I wanted you. I wouldn't leave until I convinced you that you were mine

I won't let him retreat from me. We've come too far. I'll fight for us even if it's him I have to fight.

I shrug like I don't care. ...Like every fiber of my being isn't weeping in need for him

The one voice I would hear even in death. A rotting corpse in the ground, I would sit up and take notice.

Hope is all there is. All we have. And love. Or what's the point of any of it?

Don't stay away from me anymore." I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won't. I can't promise that. Can't lie. He opens his eyes. Stares starkly, bleakly. "I need you.