Marie Quotes

I turn away from the smell of death, pressing my lavender scented handkerchief as tight as I can against my nose.

... we honor the people we lost by loving again.

Procrastination can wait for Tomorrrow.

He fought to destroy those monsters, yet found they never seemed to die—rising anew every dawn.

Metias is gone again. He is always gone.

If Metias joined the Patriots, he'd be a Hacker too. If he were alive.

But you can’t give them everything they want—they will always want more than they have.

Sorry, always sorry. What in the world can you buy with an apology?

Logic will save you when nothing else will.

A singer who refused to sing, a friend who wasn't her friend, someone who was hers and yet would never be hers. Kestrel looked away from Arin. She swore to herself that she would never look back

Plus je vois le homes, plus j’admire les chiens” (The more I see of men, the more I admire dogs).

Ultimately, when he held your treasonous letter in his hand and saw how you had lied to him, the choice between me and you was the choice between someone who loves him and someone who didn't.

I'm not loyal enough to the Republic to stamp that loyalty right on my face. Leave that to June.

When I look at you as if you're crazy it's not that I judge you for your insanity.

Wonderland was wonderful, but without a counterbalance, it could turn it's inhabitants completely insane.

No boy was ever so interesting to them as when he was interesting to someone else.

influence flows across networks up to three degrees away. What your friends’ friends eat or do or think will influence what you eat or do or think—but further connections will not.

Little Fists, what's wrong?

What if you are wrong? What if the gods sent you, and indeed the rest of us, not because we were never meant to be, but because we were always meant to be?

You can't see both sides of one coin at once, can you, child? The god of money always keeps a secret.The god of money was also the god of spies.

What is the point of searching for love, when love is nothing but an illusion?

I lean my head against my knee and close my eyes. Even the illusion of June is enough to send a stabbing pain through my chest. Hell. I miss her so much.

We all have our demons, I just happen to exorcise mine by writing them out.

I hated the idea of being half of an individual who could only be completed by someone else, the other half. I liked my independence." -Amya

But we don’t think too well when we want too much.

The neighbor's flock has taken advantage of the chaos, and I think that's pretty smart.

Awesome . . .” Jared spoke up from the other side of the room. “Ember, the Otherworld's wonder mutt.

Get up, and wipe your lip, Camille. It seems you are bleeding.

The best way to find out what we really need is to get rid of what we don't.

As I am both lazy and forgetful, I can't take proper care of too many things. That's why I want to cherish properly the things I love.

A free state is a corporate state.

To build confident and kind kids, we must celebrate their uniqueness.

Intention has little power, if any - it´s what you DO that has the power to change your life and the world around you.

The human heart will never wrinkle.

A king may rule the kingdom but the queen still moves the board.

One of the first lessons a warrior is taught is that denial of one's circumstances only results in failure to recognize real danger.

Will you come with me?""Ah, Kestrel, that's something you never need to ask.

Hi, I'm Day.Hi, I'm June

You're brilliant, "he says."But you're a fool to stay with someone like me."I close my eyes at the touch of his hand."Then we are both fools.

I hope, ” he replies softly, “to get to know you again. If you are open to it. There is a fog around you that I would like to clear away.

The boy who walks in the light

I turn even more flustered when I remember that I have actually pistol-whipped him in the face before. Romantic.

It’s you, ” he whispers. There is wonder in his voice. “Is it?” I whisper back, my voice trembling with all the emotions I’ve kept hidden for so long

A crack of lightning, an explosion of thunder, the sound of pounding rain.

I want to fall into the purity that is Day, soaking in his simple honesty, his heart that sits open and beating on his sleeve.

Day, the boy from the streets with nothing except the clothes on his back and the earnestness in his eyes, owns my heart.

Day will move on and live his life. So will I. We will be okay. Someday, perhaps in the far and distant future, we'll find each other again.

I've never thought of describing her beauty as delicate, because delicate just isn't a word that fits June... but here, now that she's sick, I realize just how fragile she can be.

Someone's going to be very pleased to see you.""I don't think the Elector will be as excited as you think.""I wasn't talking about the Elector."My heart jumps at that.

June will break your heart. I can see it already. She'll shatter you into a million pieces.