St. Vincent Quotes

I couldn't see who swam in the darkness, who wore shadows like a second skin.

I wanted more firsts with Tod. But all I had left was a handful of lasts.

There’s an us?” “As far as I’m concerned…” He leaned forward, his mouth inches from mine, and my pulse spiked. “There’s nothing but us.

Together, we'd take crazy to a whole new level. ~Tod

She watched me with a creepy sort of detached curiosity, as if I were a bug crawling across the sidewalk in front of her. I wondered briefly if she was the ant stomper type.

Great. I'm psychotic and sparkly.

Come near me and I'll rip your wings off and beat you with them.

I'd just stepped out of the kiddie pool and into the deep end, with no floaties. And drowning was not an option.

I don't hate it. It does no good to hate something you can't change.

Leave the door open," my dad said, the second most common warning in his arsenal. Right behind, "Nash, go home.

I’m confiscating your hair dryer—you’ve fried your brain.

Alec rolled beautiful brown eyes. "No fair playing the death card." "No fair having it to play.

Kaylee do you know why you are here?" "Yeah. Because the doors are locked.

Relief washed over me like that first air-conditioned breeze on a hot summer day.

Maybe I won't look so bad when you're not standing next to me.

Ask for the impossible, then settle instead for what you really wanted in the first place.

Meow, Meow, Motherfucker.

Whatever your weakness, there’s a hellion to exploit it.

So, did the costume come with a condom, or is that sold separately?

The school sent you flowers. I’m sure that totally makes up for the fact that they hired the psychotic, soul-stealing pedophile who murdered you in your own home.

So, we wait until tomorrow night, and when you say the word, I cross over and haul you both out. Right? That's it?" "With any luck, yes." Luck? We were depending on luck? Nash is so screwed.

I think we should all earn our place in the world. [...] We owe the world something. We owe the world everything.

A smart woman would have shut up. Did I? Hell no. Intelligence is overrated anyway.

You thought you could figure that out online? Somehow I don't think hellions are much into social networking.

But I'll be fine. I'll be with Tod. He's a good guy, you know." He just hides it under all the sarcasm and curls.

I don't want to wear your dad's clothes. He hates me." "You'd rather wear mine?" Nash scowled.

I love you, Kaylee. More than I've ever loved anyone. More than I will ever love anyone. If I could freeze this moment in time and never have to let you go, I would do it without a second thought.

But my hands are in the right place." "Heart," I corrected. "Your heart's in the right place." "Yeah, but my hands are in an even better place." And so they were.

My shirt got torn in a fight. Yours evidently has a fast-release tab.

Of every moment I've ever not-lived through, this one is the best

Change your mind about playing doctor?" "No, but I hear candy-striper uniforms are pretty cute.

Should I assume the lure is a certain attractive young dead man?

This seems headed into girl-fight territory," Tod said. "Should I make popcorn?

Careful, pot," Tod said. "Someone might notice your resemblance to the kettle.

Sometimes I suspected Ryan was merely visiting the real world, on vacation from his permanent residence in la-la land.

It was an addiction. A pointless, self-destructive addiction. But really, is there any other kind?

Had I just begged for an audience with Death?

I was fine with that. The very idea of Death knowing my name made my skin crawl. Even if this particular Death was only one of many, and almost too pretty to look at.

Is that a joke? Please tell me you're joking. -Sophie I never joke about carnivorous bunnies. -Luca

Sneak out." He shrugged, as if that should have been a no-brainer. But that was easy for him to say. He was dead. What else could they do to him, take away his birthday?

Bold. Risky. Dramatic. I approve.

Hey." Tod squeezed my hand to draw me out of my thoughts. "I think death looks good on you.

I can't believe they even bothered filling that faculty position again. They might as well rename the class Defense Against the Dark Arts. I mean, seriously, who would answer an ad for this job?

The dead have a way of becoming saints in the eyes of their survivors.

Unfortunately, what my head wanted and what my heart wanted were two completely different things.

Was I wearing my 'I'm done with my virginity, please get rid of it for me' T-shirt?

Because in most cases, I believe that people deserve a second chance. And because I couldn't have lived with myself if I'd stood by and let them both die souless, when I could have helped.

It's kind of like when a clock battery runs down. The hour and minute hands don't disappear, but they don't keep ticking either. They freeze on the last minute they measured.

There's pressure, but that's true no matter who you are or what you do.

He took both of my hands, twisting to face me more fully on the flattened box beneath us, and again the colors in his irises seemed to pulse with my heartbeat.