And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me - nothing anywhere but Grace and me - she pressing her lips together as though she were keeping my kiss inside her, and me, holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands.

I have to walk dogs." "Oh," Gansey replied, sounding deflated. "Well, okay." "But it'll only take an hour." "Oh," he repeated, about fourteen shades brighter. "Shall I pick you up, then?

You know what I mean. I'm telling you I was stupid over it. I thought it was about trying so hard to survive that you didn't have the time to be a good parent. Obviously, that's not it. Because you and I, we're both...wealthy in love.

She wasn't interested in telling other people's futures. She was interested in going out and finding her own.

I'm sorry no one saved you.

One happy day for every falling leaf you catch. Sam's voice was low.

And then I did laugh, even though the future was a dangerous place, because I loved her, and she loved me, and the world was beautiful.