Margaret Stohl Quotes

When you look up/ Do you see the blue sky of what might be / Or the darkness of what will never be? / Do you see me? Kami Garcia/Margaret Stohl

So you are a vampire." "I most certainly am not." He looked annoyed. "That's such a common phrase, such a cliche, and so unflattering. I suppose you believe in werewolves and aliens too. I blame television.

Old things are better than new things, because they've got stories in them, Ethan.

When I first met you, that's what I remember. I looked up at the sky and thought, I'm going to love this person because even the sky looks different.

Darkness can't drive out darkness only light can do that, Hate can't drive out hate only love can do that.

Darkness does not leave us easily as we would hope.

No, I'm too busy trying to deflect your Power of Stupidity. But I don't think I'm strong enough.

It's not easy to be Light when you've been Dark. It's almost too much to ask anyone. -Macon Ravenwood

Jump or stay in the boat.

Kind of like love before first sight.” and “Butterflies in your stomach. That was such a crappy metaphor. More like killer bees.

I said it, just like that. No stupid jokes, no changing the subject. For once, I wasn't embarrassed, because it was the truth. I had fallen. I think I had always been falling. And she might as well know, if she didn't already, because there was no going back now. Not for me.

Aunt Mercy put down her tiles, one at a time. I-T-C-H-I-N. Aunt Grace leaned closer to the board, squinting. "Mercy Lynne, you're cheatin' again! What kinda word is that? Use it in a sentence." "I'm itchin' ta have some a that white cake." "That's not how you spell it." At least one of them could spell. Aunt Grace pulled one of the tiles off the board. "There's no T in itchin'." Or not.

I wanted to find a place to hide from all of it, where the nightmares and the rivers and reality couldn't find me. For me, that place was always inside a book.

In the end, the Wheel crushes us all.

He saved the world, but he shattered mine.

It is difficult to free fools from chains they revere.

The things that are the most valuable are often the ones you don't even know exist. -- Xavier, The Gatekeeper

every loss, every mistake, was seared into her soul, creating a different kind of tattoo, one made from rage and abandonment, heart break and tears

I guess this was what it felt like to love someone and feel like you had lost them. Even when you were still holding them in your arms.

You can read minds, and you didn't tell me?” Link stared at me like he just found out I was the Silver Surfer. He rubbed his head nervously. “Hey, man, all that stuff about Lena? I was yankin’ your chain.” He looked away. “Are you doin’ it now? You're doin’ it, aren't you? Dude, get out of my head.” He backed away from me and into the bookshelf. “I can't read your mind, you idiot.

Claim yourself.

All that destiny garbage. Nobody can decide what happens to you. Nobody but you.

These things are difficulties, not impossibilities. -- Macon

Old paper, which my mom used to say was the smell of time itself.

The anger welled inside me, with no where to go. I could feel it eating away at me. I knew if i didn't find a way to release it, it would destroy me.

If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.

I am powerful because of who and what I am. Not because of who I am not.

Sorry to disappoint you. He's not evil. He's just a jerk. Sometimes it's a fine line.

Feelings are memories. Memories are also feelings.

There are more reasons for people's actions than the number of actions that are actually set in motion.

I'll never love you anymore than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than Ido, right this second.

I'm Natasha Romanoff. Nobody judos my ass.

She didn't say a work, and I gave up trying, because you couldn't hear either one of us over the shattering noise of hearts breaking and the looming shadow of the last word, the one we refused to say.

Maybe there isn't a meaning to life. Maybe there's only a meaning to living. -- Ethan

Losing her was the worst thing I could imagine. Like I was falling, but this time I would definitely hit the ground. - Ethan Lawson Wate

A love so strong, you can’t tell where you end and the other person begins.

There are a lot of things we choose not to see. Doesn't mean they aren't there, even if we wish they weren't. --Charlie

Sports section and a sticky bun. Know what that means.

i know how it makes you feel...peaceful, permanent, unbroken

She was rage and vengeance, wrath and malice, in beautifully twisted human form.

She yanked my plate away and took it to the sink. She rinsed some bones that looked like pork shoulder, which was weird since we'd had chicken tonight.

I don’t need Coulson or the cavalry,” Natasha said finally. “Please, I’m my own cavalry.

I'm getting pretty tired of unicorns. Could we try to get a regular horse around here for once?

It's hard to imagine a place like that really exists. People have been judging me my whole life.

Screw all that Incubus crap. That's how you do it Mortal-style.

Ro trails his hands against the wall as he walks. The archivists look at him as he passes. Ro is good at irritating people; he'll find the one thing you don't want him to do, and do it every time. It's one of his many gifts.

She smelled like sweet tea and old books, like she had always been here.

There was no one color that could paint Lena Duchannes. She was a red sweater and a blue sky, a gray wind and a silver sparrow, a black curl escaping from behind her ear.

Laurie had grown up learning how to love her. It was the only lesson he was ever any good at, because Jo herself had taught him, even if she hadn’t known she was doing it. She had made him.

Because if I lost her, I would be lost, too.

You know I love a good family feud and I carry a big stick.

Pete et Invienies.

Being poor doesn’t make anyone wonderful, just like being rich doesn’t.

Other people had flying dreams. I had falling nightmares.

I don't want ta hear that kinda dirty talk comin' from you." "What, fanny? Fanny fanny fanny!

Enough!” Romanoff barked. “Look around you. You’re on a military transport. Nobody’s flirting. S.H.I.E.L.D. does not run a dating service.” “Well,” Coulson said, “technically it’s frowned upon, but I’d be lying if—” Romanoff glared at Coulson, and he fell silent.

You're a fine young man, even if you have your own demons. We all do.

If this was a movie, we would've sat down at the table with the guys and they would have learned some kind of valuable lesson, like not to judge people by how they look, or that being different is okay. And Lena would've learned that all jocks weren't stupid and shallow. It always seemed to work in movies, but this wasn't a movie. This was Gatlin, which severely limited what could happen.

Ant Prune was holding one of the squirrels in her hand. ‘And once a day, we have ta clean their little private parts with a Q-tip, so they'll learn ta clean themselves.' That was a visual I didn't need

I haven't left a mark on the world, but is that so bad? Considering how deeply the world has marked me?

My thief of junk. Climber of mountains. Builder of worlds.

la de locuras que puedes llegar a ver cuando no miras de verdad.

ROMANOFF: Every Russian family line ends in a czar. That’s the only way the genealogist gets paid, sir.

the wheel of fate crushes us all

Because, while life is not fair, it is logical.

Don’t you know the eyes are the windows to the soul?” “Maybe I don’t want anyone to have a window into mine.

Theres something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are. The stars look like they're close, like you could reach out and touch them. But you cant because sometimes things look alot closer than they seem

We aren’t saints. When we die, nobody mourns. That’s the only way this ends, for all of us.

Age-appropriate makeup? Who are you people? What makeup is age-appropriate for a seven-year-old?

YOU CAN'T KNEEL TO A LORD WHO WILL NOT SHOW HIS FACE. YOU CAN'T PRAY TO A GOD WHO HATES THE HUMAN RACE.

The truth? What do you know about the truth? You're so good at lying you don't even know when you're lying to yourself.

I couldn't lose her. I wouldn't. Just the thought of never being able to touch her again made me crazy. Crazier than losing all my friends. Crazier than being the least popular guy in school. Crazier than having Amma perpetually angry at me. Losing her was the worst thing I could imagine. Like I was falling, but this time I would definitely hit the ground.

I don't know what happened. One minute, I was dreamin' about a fat piece of George Clooney and a hot date with some brown sugar pound cake, and the next thing I knew, the house was coming down on us.

ROMANOFF: A gun might as well shoot both ways at once, sir. You want to take out the person in the crosshairs? You have to get okay with taking out the person at the trigger. You don’t get to choose.

Furo Costas. The Rager. You, my friend, are an imbecile. You could have killed me twenty times, on the Tracks. I'm surprised you're not dead." Ro shrugs, happily. It's nothing he hasn't heard before, and nothing he doesn't see as a compliment.

There were only two kinds of people in our town. “The stupid and the stuck,” my father had affectionately classified our neighbors. “The ones who are bound to stay or too dumb to go. Everyone else finds a way out.

Great. So he's a genius. Fifty points for Ivanclaw.

The way I feel now— broken and empty and depleted— this is what happens when I let the feelings come.

Of course I read your book,' said Laurie, looking aghast at the very idea that he had not. 'I loved it, just as I love everything you do. You're a beautiful writer.

Could you be happy if you woke up and suddenly you were no one special?

When you're alive, you don't dwell on how you're going to spend your time once you're dead. You just figure you're gone, and the rest will pretty much take care of itself. Or you think you're not really going to die. You're going to be the first person in the history of the world who doesn't have to. Maybe that's some kind of lie our brains tell us to keep us from going crazy while we're alive.

He took another breath. 'Because I love you, Josephine March. I always have, and I always will. I think you know that, because I think you love me, too. I read your book, Jo. It's all in there. The two of us. We're meant to be together.

Tony had started the evening off with his improvised Stark Quantum Detangler—quickly followed by a Stark Quantum Retangler—soon detouring into a little Stark Quantum Hypnotic Regulator, a Stark Quantum Rapid Eye Movement Stimulator, and a Stark Quantum Ultrasound Scanner. Basically, if Tony could put the words Stark or Quantum in front of it, he was game.

Nunca te he amado más que ahora, en este preciso momento, y nunca te querré menos que ahora, en este preciso momento.

The double-teaming paid off; there was no resisting the power of a Stark-Romanoff alliance for long.

Her arms, wrapping around me like my own house, because she was the place I was from.

I'm not falling anymore. I guess you could say that I'm flying.

I am the Lilum. Time. Truth. Destiny. The Endless River. The Wheel of Fate. You do not command me.

The right thing and the easy thing are never the same.

You cannot change what is to be. You have to stay out of it. No matter how much it pains you.

I get it. You're scared. But we'll figure something out. We're supposed to be together." "We're not. You're a Mortal. You can't understand. I don't want to see you get hurt, and that's what will happen if you get too close to me." "Too late." I'd heard every word she had said, but I only knew one thing. I was all in.

what is JUST in a world you’ve ripped in two as if there could be a half for me a half for you what is FAIR when there is nothing left to share what is YOURS when your pain is mine to bear this sad math is mine this mad path is mine subtract they say don’t cry back to the desk try forget addition multiply and i reply this is why remainders hate division

I've done my part, played my hand, even thrown in my cards when I had to. I've bet what I didn't have and bluffed until I had it. Link once said: Ridley Duchannes is always playing a game. I never told him, but he was right.

This was the doorway to the heart of the Great Keep. The one place any son of Lila Jane Evers Wate would instinctively find his way, whether or not he was a Wayward. The library.

I never loved you any more than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than I do, right this second." The gray expanse was just a moment of sunless calm, in between the storm that had changed our lives forever, and the one still to come. "Is that a promise?" I squeezed her hand. Don't let go. Never.

❝Happy endings don’t come cheap. It isn’t enough to know you've found your soul mate, if you believe in that kind of thing. I do, because I have one. You have to make it happen. You have to will the whole world to bend around you and the person you love. You have to kick fate in the teeth and poke fortune’s eyes out. You have to fight and claw and scrap your way to her side. You can’t let anyone or anything or any reason - supernatural or otherwise - stand in your way❞.

She leaned into my shoulder. "Maybe you don't have to be a Caster to have power." I pushed her hair behind her ear. "Maybe you just have to fall for one." I said it, just like that. No stupid jokes, no changing the subject. For once, I wasn't embarrassed, because it was the truth. I had fallen. I think I had always been falling. And she might as well know, if she didn't already, because there was no going back now. Not for me. She looked up at me, and the whole world disappeared. Like there was just us, like there would always be just us, and we didn't need magic for that. It was sort of happy and sad, all at the same time. I couldn't be around her without feeling things, without feeling everything. What are you thinking? She smiled. I think you can figure it out. You can read the writing on the wall. And as she said it, there was writing on the wall. It appeared slowly, one word at a time. You're not the only one falling.

But I knew no one. I was alone. No one cared. You might as well have left me to die.” “You didn’t, did you?” “Die? No, I didn’t. No thanks to you. Now I know I can only depend on myself.” “Exactly.” Natasha shrugged. “You’re welcome.” Ava didn’t respond. Natasha sat down next to her. “Such Russian problems.” She settled her back against the wall. “I know you’re angry. Be as angry as you want. But no matter how you feel, we need to get out of here. Fair enough?” “Why should I do anything you say?” “Because you can trust me.” “Are you crazy? You’re the one person I can’t trust. You taught me not to trust you.” “No. I taught you not to trust anyone,” Natasha said. “And that’s something everyone has to learn. Especially every girl.” She sounded as stubborn as Ava felt.

Look at me Ethan. Am I Dark, or am I Light?' I looked at her, and I knew what she was. The girl I loved. The girl I would always love. Instinctively, I grabbed the gold book in my pocket. It was warm, as if some part of my mother was alive within it. I pressed the book into Lena's hand, feeling the warmth spread into her body, I willed her to feel it- the kind of love within the book, the kind of love that never died. 'I know what you are, Lena. I know your heart. You can trust me. You can trust yourself.

Your first kiss isn’t as important as your last. The math test really didn’t matter. The pie really did. The stuff you’re good at and the stuff you’re bad at are just different parts of the same thing. Same goes for the people you love and the people you don’t–and the people who love you and the people who don’t. The only thing that mattered was that you cared about a few people. Life is really, really short.