Fate,' I said, 'Is a theif.

It is the face of a girl who has seen the world, who realizes that it hates her, and who hates it in return.

I wanted so badly to tell him, but something about that entire night seemed so beautiful, so bizarre, that I didn't trust it with my secrets.

The only characters I ever don't like are ones that leave no impression on me. And I don't write characters that leave no impression on me.

Suddenly the clouds seem high above us. They’re moving over us in an arch, circling the planet. They have seen abysmal oceans and charred, scorched islands. They have seen how we destroyed the world. If I could see everything, as the clouds do, would I swirl around this remaining continent, still so full of color and life and seasons, wanting to protect it? Or would I just laugh at the futility of it all, and meander onward, down the earth’s sloping atmosphere?

There's a sort of dead passion in him. A spark that, had he more years to live, would be a wildfire.

I've loved you since the day I stole the atlas for you," Gabriel says, because he thinks I'm asleep.