Farewell, Father," she said. He fell back upon his chair, choking. She laughed, not with mirth or even mockery, but something that was closer to a sob. "You crafted me so sharp, I cut even myself.
Holly BlackShe'd always been a little contemptuous of beauty, as though it was something you had to trade away some other vital thing for.
Holly BlackI'm sorry I kissed you- it was selfish and it upset you- but you can't ask me to pretend I didnt want to.
Holly BlackThe truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies.
Holly BlackIt demeans you to cover rotten meat with honey. I know what I am. What would you want with a monster?" "Everything.
Holly BlackOn the way out to the car, Philip turns to me. “How could you be so stupid? I shrug, stung in spite of myself. “I thought I grew out of it.” Philip pulls out his key fob and presses the remote to unlock his Mercedes. I slide into the passenger side, brushing coffee cups off the seat and onto the floor mat, where crumpled printouts from MapQuest soak up any spilled liquid. “I hope you mean sleepwalking,” Philip says, “since you obviously didn’t grow out of stupid.
Holly Black