They were always walking away from him. But he never seemed able to walk away from them.
There doesn't seem like there should be an artful way to butcher a cow, but there is, and this is not it.
Sean looks at me then, his eyes bright, in a way that makes me feel out of sorts. I glare back.
The Boy should watch where he’s going,” she said. “Rachel should not manifest in doorways,” I replied.
it's just another way to die
This object that we hold in our hands, a book... that tactile pleasure, it's just not going to go away.
It was the way she felt when she looked at the stars.
I'm an equation that only she solves, these X's and Y's by other names called. My way of dividing is desperately flawed as I multiply the days without her" - Page 165
I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye.
You'll have to go commando." "Is there any other way?
Isabel had gone silent in a way that shouted the silence to me.
There was nothing particularly intimate about the way they sat, but something about the scene made Gansey feel strange, like he’d heard an unpleasant statement and later forgotten everything about the words but the way they had made him feel.
Sometimes Ronan thought Adam was so used to the right way being painful that he doubted any path that didn’t come with agony.
She attempted to turn again; I held on. I wasn't holding tight enough to keep her, but she wasn't pulling hard enough to get away.
He was not as soft as when I'd first met him, not as young, but the angles of his face, his quick gestures, the way he sucked in his lower lip to think before going on - I was in love with all of it.
I didn't know," I start truthfully, "that it was the hard way when I started on it.
I tried to picture her in a class, any class, anywhere on campus, and failed miserably. I pictured her frolicking in a forest glade around some guy she'd just sacrificed to a heathen god. That image worked way better.
is this fragile love/ a way/ to say/ goodbye
Because you know that's not how you want it to end. You know I'd love to have you with me, and it will be that way, one day. But this isn't the way it ought to happen.
his yellow eyes gazed at me possessively -- I wondered if he realized that the way he looked at me was far more intimate than copping a feel could ever be.