Kami Garcia Quotes - Page 2

My body was jerking and shaking, and I remembered John when he was in the Tunnels with Lena. The weird jerking and twitching he seemed unable to control.Was this what it felt like to be in the grip of Abraham Ravenwood?

I wanted to stay this way forever.Which, it turns out, was exactly five more minutes.

Well? Is it true? Did she?""Did she what?""You know. Fall outta the crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down?

I tried desperately not to think about her eyes, about the way they lit up when she saw me. Or her hands, the way she waved them in the air as she talked, as if she thought she could pull words out of the sky with her fingers. And her arms, wrapping around me like my own house, because she was the place where I was from.

But when you’re in love, you’re not in control of what you think or say or do. And there is nothing I love more than control, and nothing I love less than not having it. So you tell me —what is a person like me supposed to do with a feeling like that?

Because if I lost her, I would be lost, too.

Link says if a girl says not to get her a birthday present that means get me a birthday present and make sure it’s jewelry.

What am I doing here? The Southern Star has vanished, a Cataclyst is calling the moon out of time at the mythical Great Barrier, and you're asking what I'm doing here? Are you serious?

Darkness does not leave up as easily as we would hope.

Ridley was like a beautiful snake - you couldn't let her get close without the risk of being bitten.

Lena was going down the list of John's attributes in her mind, a list I was hoping wasn't too long. "He could see and hear and smell things I couldn't."Link inhaled deeply, then coughed. "Dude, you really need a shower.

My brain tried to process it while my heart focused on beating.

A little known fact: I read all the time. books were the one thing that got me out of Gatlin, even if it was only for a little while.

Laws of physicslaws of loveof time and spaceand the (in)between place(in)between you and meand where we arelost and lookinglooking and lost

When you look up/ Do you see the blue sky of what might be / Or the darkness of what will never be? / Do you see me?Kami Garcia/Margaret Stohl

But I was beginning to feel like it all fit together, the same way everything in the bowl ends up in the bisquits, as Amma would say.

She was rage and vengeance, wrath and malice, in beautifully twisted human form.

We are given to the great, for great purpose, to great ends. We are given to the grave, for grave purposes, to grave ends.

I'll drive like my grandma. I'll drive like your grandma.""You wouldn't say that if you knew my gramma.

There's something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are.

You're so full of crap, you could pass for a toilet.

She closed her eyes, and I closed mine, and even though we weren't holding hands, it felt like we were.Because what we had, we knew.

It was like being born in Germany after World War II, being from Japan after Pearl Harbor, or America after Hiroshima. History was a bitch sometimes. You couldn't change where you were from. But still, you didn't have to stay there.

History was a bitch sometimes. You couldn’t change where you were from. But still, you didn’t have to stay there. You didn’t have to stay stuck in the past, like the ladies in the DAR, or the Gatlin Historical Society, or the Sisters. And you didn’t have to accept that things had to be the way they were, like Lena.

Are you kidding? I'm supposed to put my books in this filthy tin coffin?

Her eyes were like the sea before a storm on the Carolina coast.

The anger welled inside me, with no where to go. I could feel it eating away at me. I knew if i didn't find a way to release it, it would destroy me.

We both loved her. And you couldn't control who you loved, even if you wanted to.

The stuffs you're good at and the stuffs you're bad at are just different parts of the same thing. Same goes for people you love and the people you don't. And the people who love you and the people who don't. The only thing that mattered was that you cared about a few people.

Wait, I got it. We, uh, won the battle and lost the war, or was it the other way around? 'Cause around here, it's hard to tell sometimes.

I have been bent and broken, but—I hope—into a better shape.

There was a choice to be made, and Lena hadn't made it. The songs never lied. At least, they hadn't yet.

One thing I’d realized in the last year was that there were some things no one could give you permission to do. All the same, it didn’t mean you couldn’t or shouldn’t do them— particularly when it came to the big things, like saving the world, or journeying to a supernatural seam between realities, or bringing your boyfriend back from the dead.