Don’t spit down my back and tell me it’s raining.

Maybe Ridley was like chicken pox; you could only catch it once.

Kind of like love before first sight.” and “Butterflies in your stomach. That was such a crappy metaphor. More like killer bees.

Yeah, right. The things that I'm afraid of? You wouldn't even believe." "You're afraid to trust me.

Ethan Wate: What I can't figure is, you go to church everyday, how do you believe in all of this and still believe in God? Amma: God created all things didn't he? Only man will decide which ones is mistakes. - Beautiful Creatures

When she slept, she looked peaceful, beautiful. Not Lena's kind of beautiful, something different. She looked content - like a sunny day, a cold glass of milk, an unopened book before you cracked the binding.

Good for you, Ethan." That's what my poor mama would've said. Ma'am.