sloughing my skin / escaping it's grip / stripped of my wit / it hurts to be me .

Nothing had changed. Nothing.

Blue tried not to look at Gansey's boat shoes; she felt better about him as a person if she pretended he wasn't wearing them.

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.

Mum liked to say that some things happen for a reason, that sometimes obstacles were there to stop you from doing something stupid.

While I'm gone," Gansey said, pausing, "dream me the world. Something new for every night.

Adam had once told Gansey, "Rags to riches isn't a story anyone wants to hear until after it's done.