I was looking for the opposite, really -something that might put an end to being in love

Love is a contradiction.

Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.

I don't think she doesn't believe she can die. I think, just like you always did, she believes there are things worth dying for.

It is the mundanes who look at me and see something they do not understand—a boy who is not quite white and not quite foreign either." "Just as I am not human, and not demon either," Tessa said softly. His eyes softened. "You are human," he said. "Never think you are not. I have seen you with your brother; I know how you care for him. If you can feel hope, guilt, sorrow, love—then you are human.

As metal rang on metal, some inner part of Jem, some part that had been lost without his even knowing it was lost, felt the pleasure of fighting together with Will one last time.

Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.