Boys like him didn't die; they got bronzed and installed outside public libraries.

Is this thing safe?" "Safe as life," Gansey replied.

Oh, filmmakers, please don't take my soft book and turn it into a horror, or take my horror and make it soft.

I was wild and tame and pulled into shreds and crushed into being all at once.

No. Not really. A weapon didn't come to an agreement with the hand that held it.

I remembered the pain as clearly as if I were shifting — the pain of loss. I felt the agony of the single moment that I lost myself. Lost what made me Sam. The part of me that could remember Grace's name.

Did you know you get one happy day for every one you catch?... One happy day for every falling leaf you catch" -sam