You can always count on your family to love you. And to betray you. And then to feel guilty about it.
Holly BlackTelling Sam and Daneca feels like peeling off my own skin to expose everything underneath. It hurts.
Holly BlackBut now I wonder--what if everyone is pretty much the same and it's just a thousand small choices that add up to the person you are? No good or evil, no black and white, no inner demons or angels whispering the right answers in our ears like it's some cosmic SAT test. Just us, hour by hour, minute by minute, day by day,making the best choices we can. The thought is horrifying. If that's true, then there's no right choice. There's only choice.
Holly BlackShe didn't know how much she'd been hoping that he still loved her, until she felt how much it hurt to realize he didn't.
Holly Black