You're assuming they would listen to me," I said. Cole lifted his hands off the roof of the Volkswagen; cloudy fingerprints evaporated seconds ater he did. "We all listen to you, Sam." He jumped to the pavement. "You just don't always talk to us.

...and we sat like that, one creature in two bodies, for a long time, until I forgot what I'd been upset about and I was myself again.

If Adam was stupid about his pride, Gansey was stupid about Adam.

is this fragile love/ a way/ to say/ goodbye

A novel is a conversation starter, and if the author isn't there for the after-party, both the writer and the reader are missing a lot.

They were always walking away from him. But he never seemed able to walk away from them.

at last no one decided And no one knocked And no one jumped up And no one opened And there stood no one And no one entered And no one said: welcome And no one answered: at last