All that mattered was that something had struck the match, and Gansey was burning.

Sometimes, your eyes see something your brain doesn't. You pick up a nmewspaper and yourhead gives you a phrase that you didn't consciously read yet. You walk into a room and you realize something's out of place before you've bothered to properly look. I felt that happening now." "Sam's thoughts on page 304 of Linger.

It occurred to me then that I was the opposite of my father. Because I was very, very good at destroying things.

a life is measured by moments like these

I remember lying in the snow, a small red spot of warm going cold, surrounded by wolves.

Mother and daughter like spoons in a drawer.

Sam, I really want to buy a red coffee pot, if they exist," Grace said. "I'll find you one