Quotes from Kelly Braffet

He did not understand her. They were not the same. The garage, the trial, the old man with his head in his hands--his mother, struggling to breathe--those things were horrors. The mess under Layla's clothes was a game and he hated her for making a part of it, for ever coming near him.

Caro needed to be important. It was boring and typical and transparent as hell, even to her, but she couldn't turn it off any more than she could quit having arms.

We have to make our own opportunities. The world does not deliver kindnesses.

Death, Randa thought, elevated people.

There are people who live their entire lives and never know this kind of love.

This girl. This little high school kid with her stupid boots and her Addams Family wardrobe and her skin as white and floury-looking as unbaked bread. Pillsbury goth girl, just out of the can.