That's quite gallant of you. After you've ignored me for the better part of a week, like a boy half your age with twice your charm.

From the stars, to the stars.

Give me a meaningful love or a beautiful death!

I think beauty is rarely worth the trouble.” Shahrzad gripped Irsa’s hand tighter in sisterly solidarity. “But I am worth a great deal more than what you see.

A trickle of blood slid down his arm.He felt nothing. He only saw it.Because nothing hurt like missing her.He suspected nothing ever would

The power behind words lies with the person.

It does not take courage to kill. It takes courage to live.

It's much easier to hate a memory. I would know.

Because when I kiss you, I want yours to be the first... and last lips I ever kiss.

Khalid would break every bone in your body for what you've done.

You deserve someone who will feel you at her side without needing to see you. And I've only felt that way about one boy.

If you don't keep moving forward, you'll always be in the same place.

He had traded the lives of people he did not know for those of men he did.That was, he supposed, human nature.

Past traumas are like old scars on tissue that never quite healed properly – they occasionally must be cut open, re-examined, and sutured anew.

It is a sobering thought that each of us gives his hearers and his readers a chance to look into the inner working of his mind when he speaks or writes.

Just when you think you’ve got Arranged figured out, time and again Catherine McKenzie delivers the flawless, unexpected twist that keeps you glued to the book.

The abstract has no emotional content... the abstract is more powerful the more abstract it is.

Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.

The White House is a strange place.

Experiment is the only means of knowledge at our disposal. Everything else is poetry, imagination.

I am an emotional plagiarist, stealing other people's pain, subsuming it into my own until I can't remember whose it is any more.