Quotes About Emotions

I wanted to shut myself in my room, collapse on my bed, and figure out what the Hello Kitty had happened that afternoon.

Two," I said now, just as I had then, but this time I couldn't help wondering if Jameson was talking about a different kind of triangle—about him and Grayson and me.

The things that haunt us, they make us human.

Ik kan natuurlijk wel zeggen dat je niet altijd boos op me kunt blijven, maar jou kennende zou je dat als een uitdaging zien. - Ivy

I stood there, staring at Ivy, a hundred thousand thoughts and memories and moments rushing through my head. And then I got on the plane. And then I shattered.

So take whatever time you need. Figure out how you feel. Figure out if Dean makes you feel the way I do, if he'll ever let you in, and if you want him to, because the next time my lips touch yours, the next time your hands are buried in my hair—the only person you're going to be thinking about is me.

I moved on from Emily," he said. "Gray didn't. And I know in my soul that if he had, he could have loved you. He would have.

Feeling like she really was just seven or eight, Claire sat down on the floor, books all around her, and she opened the last one she'd picked up. Even though it was dark, and even though her eyes couldn't see the words, she knew them. Knew the little prince's story as well as her own. She closed her eyes. She leaned her head forward against the book. And she sobbed.

It was always going to be you," I told Jameson. He needed to hear it. I needed to say it, even though always painted over so much. In response, Jameson gave me another crooked smile. "It's times like this, Heiress, that I wish I'd fallen in love with a girl who wasn't quite so good at bluffing.

Jameson bringing me closer to Grayson instead of pushing me away. I held the picture out, and Grayson's fingers brushed mine as he took it.

Evie." Grayson gave her a look, the kind of Grayson Hawthorne look that burned itself into your memory because it said everything he wouldn't. "It's not him.

Tara hadn't managed to pick his pockets, and Chloe had only halfway seduced him, but Lucy's open adoration and obvious cheerfulness weren't running up against any barriers at all.

Would you have hated me until you loved me?

I don't ever want for you-for us, for this-to become a game. - Jameson Hawthorne

was always going to be you," I told Jameson. He needed to hear it. I needed to say it, even though always painted over so much. In response, Jameson gave me another crooked smile. "It's times like this, Heiress, that I wish I'd fallen in love with a girl who wasn't quite so good at bluffing.

I flashed back to the moment he'd kissed me. I'd kissed him back. Since then we hadn't even managed to look at each other. We hadn't really talked. So why was he calling now? Where is he? "Hello?" I answered. "Avery." Grayson lingered on my name, just for a moment.

Love wasn't just a choice--it was dozens, hundreds, thousands of choices.

You knew, and you did it anyway. I will never forgive you for this.

I'm supposed to be stronger than this. I wanted to be stronger than this. For you"... "You don't have to be anything for me, Grayson." I wait until he opens his eyes, until he's looking at me. "This," I say. "You. It's enough"... "It will never be enough.

I knew the exact moment that Toby saw the trap I had laid. "Horrible girl," he whispered roughly, and the tenderness in his eyes when he said it almost took me down.

I know that Jamie loves you." Grayson looked at me the way you look at art in a glass case, like he wanted to reach out to touch me but couldn't. "And I've seen the way that you look at him, the way the two of you are together. You're in love with my brother, Avery." He paused. "Tell me you're not

One: He's Michael. Two: he's scheduled for a meltdown. Three: Lia had been miss Rosy Sunshine since she got downstairs, and Lia doesn't do roses or sunshine unless she's screwing with someone or deeply upset. -Dean Redding

I don't believe places can be haunted. Only people, and not in a supernatural way. People are only haunted by their pasts.

I know it's wrong, and it makes me sick, this new seething venom inside me, but I cannot help it.