Kami Garcia

“Tal vez había elegido un agujero en el cielo y ell universoestaba a punto de caer sobre mí.”

“Lena Smoothed her hair. "Crazy weather you have down here.”

“I walked over and picked up one of the jugs. "What's this? Some kind of Caster disinfectant?"Lena took it out of my hand and lined it up with the others. "Yeah, it's called bleach.”

“Maybe there isn't a meaning to life. Maybe there's only a meaning to living.”

“A kiss that was every bit as big and every bit as small as a kiss can be.”

“What we had went so much deeper than a kiss. When we were together, she turned me completely inside out. It didn't matter if we were dead or alive. We could never be kept apart. There were some things more powerful than worlds or universes. She was my world, as much as I was hers. What we had, we knew. The poems are all wrong. It's a bang, a really big bang. Not a whimper. And sometimes gold can stay. Anybody who's ever been in love can tell you that.”

“Power is neither good nor evil.”

“I watched the way they looked at each other. Any idiot could see they were in love, even if they were the only two idiots who couldn't.”

“As I followed him along the sharp black stones, I could hear Link's voice in my head. "Bad move, man. He's gonna kill you, stuff you, and add you to his collection of idiots who followed him back to his creepy cave”

“I need to talk to Lena" There it was. I'd finally said it. The one thing that had kept me from being able to exhale all day. The thing that had made me feel like I couldn't sit down, like I couldn't stay. Like I had to get up and go somewhere, even if I had nowhere to go.”

“Nothin' wrong with havin' a cat in the house. They can see what most people can't, like the folks in the Otherworld when they cross back over - the good ones and the bad. And they get rid a mice.”

“Coming into your powers can be a very confusing time. Perhaps there is a book on the subject. If you like, we can go see Marian."Yeah, right. Choices and Changes. A Modern Girl's Guide to Casting. My Mom Wants to Kill Me: A Self-Help Book For Teens.”

“If this was a movie, we would've sat down at the table with the guys and they would have learned some kind of valuable lesson, like not to judge people by how they look, or that being different is okay. And Lena would've learned that all jocks weren't stupid and shallow. It always seemed to work in movies, but this wasn't a movie. This was Gatlin, which severely limited what could happen.”

“- L, did you know we’re reenacting the Salem witch trials in Englishtomorrow?- Haven’t been memorizing your case file? Do you even look in yourbackpack anymore?- Did you know my dad is videotaping it? I do. Because I walked in on his lunch date with Mrs. English.- Ewww.- What should we do?- I guess we should start calling her Ms. English?- Not funny, L.”

“If you want to become a better writer, you have to write. But you also have to read. One of the things I love to read about is the craft of writing — advice, tips, and techniques from other writers.”

“It's the face the world sees, the one you can change as many times as you want”

“In the wake of my talk with Earl, we had come to a mutual understanding about Lena, the only kind guys ever come to. Meaning, I hadn’t brought it up, and they hadn’t brought it up, and between us, we somehow all agreed to go on like this indefinitely. Don’t ask, don’t tell.”

“Until then, you can do what everyone else your age does. Listen to music. Watch the television. Just keep your nose away from those books.”

“Jewelry, I'm telling you. It's a thing. And love. And maybe danger.”

“It’s funny how the good things are all tied up with the bad. Sometimes it’s hard to tell which is which. But either way, you end up taking your sugar with your salt and your kicks with your kisses.”

“Who can judge the judge?”

“This is not the end. It is not even the begging of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.”

“Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be.”

“There were only two kinds of people in our town. ―The stupid and the stuck- ―The ones who are bound to stay or too dumb to go. Everyone else finds a way out.”

“And it's not my fault that I have a penchant for good breeding, reasonable intelligence, and passable personal hygiene, not necessarily in that order.”

“A little-known fact about me: I read all the time.”

“There are more of us than you think.”

“... They're stupid. Who cares?""I care. They bother me. And that's why I'm stupid. That makes me exponentially more stupid than stupid. I'm stupid to the power of stupid.”

“And have her back by midnight. " "Is that some powerful Caster hour?" "No. It's her curfew. ”

“I'm not even sure we remembered to kiss. What we had went deeper than a kiss”

“I'm not falling anymore. That's what L says, and she's right.I guess you could say I'm flying. We both are.And I'm pretty sure somewhere up there in the real blue sky and carpenter bee greatness, Amma's flying, too.We all are, depending on how you look at it. Flying or falling, it's up to us.Because the sky isn't really made of blue paint, and there aren't just two kinds of people in this world, the stupid and the stuck. We only think there are. Don't waste your time with either-with anything. It's not worth it.”

“There is a point. I don't know what it is, but everything I've had, and everything I've lost, and everything I felt-it meant something. Maybe there isn't a meaning to life. Maybe there's only a meaning to living.That's what I've learned. That's what I'm going to be doing from now on.Living.And loving, as sappy as it sounds”

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

“In death, lie. In living, cry. Carry me home to remember to be remembered.”

“Things changed. Then they changed again. Life was like that, and even death, I guess.”

“bentlike the branches of a treebroken like the pieces of my heartcrackedlike the seventeenth moonshatteredlike the glass in the windowthe day we met”

“the missing piecemy breathmy heart my memory methe other halfthe missing half”

“red plastic rainher tears stain”

“Oblivion eyes on a cereal box,the warm blinds of a fatherlost and last to knowlost and last to lovelast boy lostyou can't seeeven a bubbleonce it'spopped”

“surrounded by strangers who love me(un)strangers made strange by pain”

“words same as always same as nothingwhen nothing is the same”

“falling not flyingone lost muddy shoelike the lost worlds between me and you”

“Maybe all crows were just creepy.”

“Your bird drinks whiskey and eats tobacco?"The old man frowned."Just be lad he doesn't like eatin' scrawny boys that don't know their way 'round the Otherworld.”

“Flying or falling, it's up to us.”

“Marian put her teacup down on the table. "Teenagers-everything is so apocalyptic.”

“You watch yourself. One day you're going to pick a hole in the sky and the universe is gonna fall right through. Then we'll all be in a fix”

“What did you do to Amma?""I was late to school." He studied my face. I studied his."Number 2?" I nodded. "Sharp?""Started out sharp and then she sharpened it.”

“And you can look up just about anything, even dirty pictures. Every now and again, the dirtiest pictures you ever saw would pop up on the screen. Imagine!”

“It wasn't that he was a Confederate. Everyone in Gatlin County was related to the wrong side in the War Between the States. We were used to that by now. 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. You didn't have to stay stuck in the past, like the ladies in 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. Ethan Carter Wate hadn't, and I couldn't, either.”