I don't care for werewolves. They're all right, I guess, if you go for the shedding, savaging the country-side thing. But they're not very scary nor very sexy and so what's the point?

I didn't know," I start truthfully, "that it was the hard way when I started on it.

I feel a strange, fierce squeeze in my heart when I see him, like pride, although there's nothing about Sean that I can take credit for.

This is what you get, Maura, for using your DNA to make a baby.

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

Calla readjusted, wrapping the silk around her other thigh instead. "Which one's he again? The pretty one?" Blue and Gansey exchanged a look. Blue's look said, I'm so, so sorry. Gansey's said, Am I the pretty one?

I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye.