Bethany Griffin Quotes

Does she love you?"
"Not yet," Elliott says. "But she will. Araby's used to loving people who've done terrible things.

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I've perfected the art of the fake smile. It's not so difficult when you are completely numb.

Will leans forward, pulls off his mask, and kisses my forehead. "I'm glad I was the one to save you this time
" he whispers.

Oh, high school and everything. The first day I met you, you were almost crying because those guys were teasing you, and it was just because they thought you were cute. You have attention, that's a given. But I like it, okay? I like to get some attention at school and when we go out. I'm kind of jealous of you, Parker.

She has to live, Eliott. I owe her a lifetime of apologies."
"Sometimes I think that's all we owe our parents.

Araby is good at getting men to sleep beside her without anything ... happening

I always thought about you. From the night I took you home. I never really stopped thinking about you.

She's made herself so artificial; it's okay to wear next to nothing because we aren't real people any longer.

I won't cry. When the guilt is this heavy, you can't. It just settles and stays with you, and it's cold.

I need some fresh air," I say.
"Then by all means go outside. If it doesn't clear your head, it will probably kill you." Will might be teasing. I can't tell.

Or maybe the ugliness is in us.
That's just the way we are.
Underneath the pretense of civilization.

And I'm falling in love with you," he whispers. "But I would throw you in the water and watch crocodiles tear you to bits, if I thought that doing so would accomplish my goals. Do. Not. Trust. Anyone. Especially me.

He thinks I'm going to fall apart. But I won't.

You have to remember that there are reasons to live, and that at least a few people are decent, and that the world is worthwhile some of the time, okay?"
I raise my face to his, wanting another kiss, but he stops me.
"You will remember?"
The balloon bumps downward again. His eyes are still closed.
"Why don't you open your eyes?"
He opens one and squints at me for a second. "I'm terrified of heights," he says.

Thank you for keeping her safe," Elliott tells Will.
"I will always keep her safe.

Sit". I gesture to the chairs.
"I need to tell you something".
"You adore me and are having trouble keeping your hands to yourself?" he suggests.
"No". But my seriousness is lost on him.
He sits and pulls me close. "I'm having trouble keeping my hands to myself

In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.

I hate the word shy. I don't ever use that word. Shy was when I was seven and my one Princess signature got smeared across the pastel yellow page because I dripped tears all over it, because I was afraid and couldn't lift my head no matter how much I wanted to. That's how the shyness works. You want to talk, but you can't. People look at you with scorn. Being ice princess is infinitely better, even if some people think you're a total bitch. A snob. Reserved. Those are choices a person makes, to be reserved, to be quiet, or to be a snob. Shy isn't a choice.

Oblivion. It is what I am always looking for.

You're April's closest friend. I wasn't expecting you to fall into bed with me, but the two of you haven't exactly
been living a chaste lifestyle.
"I was". My voice is small.
"What?"
"Chaste. I made a promise." ...
"So there you are, drinking and taking drugs to the point of incapacitation, and you've been missing out on the
best part of debauchery?"
"I wouldn't know"
"If you want to know, tell me