A.S.A. Harrison Quotes
People die, Rachel," Ceri said, her cheeks flushing. "Not if I can help it," I snapped. "And not of a broken heart. If you could, I'd be dead already.
All I'd have to do then was roll with the consequences of inviting dewinged, fanged fairies into Trent's backyard. God, they were savage looking. Served him right.
Somehow I found him. Somehow I found Al's sarcastic thoughts, bitter and old. Tired, angry, bored. Alone.
Rachel, we've been over this. This is what I do," he said, crumbs of whiten cheese falling from the knife. "Find a way for your lofty, unrealistic ideals to deal with it.
Rache,” he said, trying to get into my line of sight. “What more do you need? God to send a telegram?" (Jenks)
I can think of a lot of things to do," he said, "and none of them involve standing up. - Al
It was starting to smell really good in here. And if I liked what it smelled like, then they were liking what they were smelling, and ah…that would be me.
I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.
Looking at everything, I started to feel nauseous, as if the seventies had taken refuge here against extinction and were preparing to take over the world.
I didn’t know what I was going to say, a feeling that was compounded when the line clicked open and Trent’s very muzzy voice murmured, “Rachel? Mmm, hi.
Boots and leather jackets were strewn on her bed, and what looked like a new knife set. She’d taken a class last winter and was dying to try them out legally on someone.
Adjustment? She called that an adjustment? How about I adjust her right out of existence?
I sat for a moment, figuring things out, then decided to stay there. If I was on the floor, I couldn't fall down.
I just want my name back so my life can go back to chaotic and weird instead of chaotic and desperate.
It stinks of trains and that chili with the chocolate in it. Ooooh, books!" he exclaimed suddenly, making a beeline for the small library. (Al)
Confused, I asked, "The coven's what?" "Plumber," Ivy said, looking pale as she leaned on Glenn. "You know. Stops leaks?" Oh goodie. I'm a leak.
Nick as in my former boyfriend Nick. Ex-rat, ex-boyfriend, ex-alive if I ever got hold of him Nick.
Gaily, if you can't demonstrate the ability to keep her alive, then I will take over her care and get you a dog instead." - Newt
I frowned, wondering if Trent would mind being the size of a fairy for a day. He could talk to the newest tenants in his garden.
I suddenly realized that a bunch of my friends needed babysitters and vowed to start screening my calls.
He just wanted to hold her to him and tell her it would be okay, that she had survived and was beautiful.
It's never too late to fix things with people you love, Massie. Kendra said. That's true. William agreed.
I like writing about the issues we all bump up against as we get older, but I try to present them in a fun way.
I completely remember the horror I felt when my pits started getting hairy. I would walk with my arms pressed against my sides.
What was it about high school that made people think with their insecurities instead of their brains?
Wearing nothing but sweats and a sheer coat of lip gloss, she wiggle through her frosted window and jumped six feet to freedom, feeling more charged than a Visa card at Christmas time.
Massie's frindship is something that has to be earned. Not because she's beautiful or popular but because she's loyal.
When the horse was little, Massie had covered the walls with posters of young fillies that she thought Brownie would find sexy.
Those fruity drinks better have a lot of caffeine in them or I'll never make it through World Issues.
Am I a vampire?" Massie asked. "Huh?" Alicia asked. "Then why are you keeping me in the dark?
I was a terrible athlete and a pretty bad student. I couldn't focus. My imagination was always racing.
Three days in a city now and I'm quite flipped. There's too much noise. I just can't do with it.