The one reality was this: He was home. How badly he wanted to stay.

It is possible to be in love with you just because of who you are.

What's that?' Beck shoved his back ineffectually against the glass door, suffering under the weight of a huge box. 'Your brian.' I already have a brain.' If you did, you'd have opened the door for me.' I shot him a dark look and let him shove against the door a moment longer before I ducked under his arms to push it open. 'What is it really?' Schoolbooks. We're going to educate you properly, so you don't grow up to be an idiot.; I remembered by intrigued by the idea of school-in-a-box, just-add-water-and-Sam.

Hi,' I said, and I hugged her. I missed her more now that I actually had her in my arms than when I hadn't.

This car was a very pretty lie.

You are being self-pitying." "I'm nearly done. You don't have much more of this to bear." "I like you better this way." "Crushed and broken," Gansey said. "Just the way women like 'em.

I think that whenever a book is not a challenge, I'm telling the wrong story.