Sophie Quotes
It’ll make you feel better.” "By making me dead?” I asked. “I mean, I’m sure that would make my headache go away, but that’s a heck of a side effect.
Never get out of bed, never go to the window, and never look behind the curtain.
She just keeps kissing my scars. Every scar. She knows about them all. She watched them all appear and heal. Sophie's lips against me make every punch, every kick, every wound, every scar worth it.
Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster.
If you only have one world, one life, then however brilliant it is most of the time, you have nowhere to run when you need to escape from it for a while.
May I search it?" she asked. "We screen for weapons."I stared at her, always a risky thing to do to a vampire. "Of course not. I have no weapons.
I'm Cinderella. No, I'm better than Cinderella, because she only got the prince, didn't she? I'm Cinderella with fab teeth and a shit-hot job.
The whole point of being a good friend is being in the darkness. I’ll be your light, until you can be it yourself again.
Only once you destroy who you think you are can you embrace who you truly are.
Maybe you’re not so bad after all.’He leant across the seat, jabbing his finger in the air. ‘If you tell anyone, I’ll deny it. I have a reputation to uphold, you know.
Do you ever take a holiday? Like, do any of you just wake up and think ‘Today feels like a pyjama day.’? or is it always, ‘Today is a good day for murdering and stalking.’?
Yeah, I was thinking about taking one of those showers where you huddle in the corner fully clothed and cry, " Archer offered.
Um...Mercer? Haven't seen you in nearly a month. I was expecting something like, 'Oh Cross, love of my heart, fire of my loins, how I've longed--
That life is far too short to waste on grudges. Love does not come along often. When it does, you can’t throw it away because it isn’t perfect.
Don't stay away from me anymore."I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won't. I can't promise that. Can't
So what's the deal with you and my sister?" He laughs shortly and rubs the back of his neck like something is there, tickling, tap
I’m glad I went to prison, " Grant rasped in Sophie’s ear, so quietly only she could hear. "Because then I found you.
Not that you’ll have any fun. I know my safe word, and I intend to use it.
Look, when I’m here, I don’t have to think. I don’t have to worry. I don’t even have to be me if I don’t want to. That came out wrong. I don’t have to be the me I have to be all day.
I’m a nice person. I give money to starving babies and properly tip my hairdresser. Why am I the one everyone tries to kill?
Did not. My stubbornness doesn’t even own a gun. My stubbornness is a pacifist.
Those big green eyes were even bigger than usual as she stared at the two of them. For a moment, she looked like a kid who’d found the last cupcake on the planet.
Even fairy tales have limits, " said Sophie. "Three people can't have an Ever After. Not without me being alone.
Okay, fine. But just so you know, following me into hell means you're all definitely the sidekicks.
But before he could either comfort me or commit further acts of violence upon my person, I spun away from him and made my drama queen moment complete by running away.
His voice as smooth as silk, Grant started into his standard crowd-pleaser: Sinatra’s 'My Kind of Town.
Her recoil confirmed the disgust Grant felt inside. Who was he kidding, trying to put Vladimir and Andrei behind bars? He was no different from his father. Then he remembered Sophie’s
Speaking of banging, when’s McSailor getting home?” Kirsten’s smirk was the size of Texas.Sophie had to smile. “Crude. You’re crude, roomie.
Sometimes I feel like a normal person. Sometimes I forget I’m on parole, that I’m not really free.