Claudia Gray Quotes

She looks up into the darkening sky, she knows she'll never stop hoping. Never stop searching the stars, wondering whether any of them could be the one Abel someday calls home.

That kind of sorrow never gets any lighter, but you grow accustomed to the weight as you carry it on.

Lucas," I repeated. "I know you can hear me. The guy I love is still in there. Come back to me." Once again longed for the release of tears.
"Death couldn't keep me from you. And it can't keep you from me, not if you don't let it.

You gotta learn how to take a compliment, because I'm not going to stop making them.

If you loved someone, you couldn't let lies come between you. No matter what happened - even if you'd already lost each other forever - you owed each other the truth.

I wish I could put it back together again. Not as it was before- that is of course impossible. But enough to see it, truly see it, as it once was.

Cover your face. I´m going to break through the external wall
With what? she looked around and he couldn´t resist a smile
With me

A tyrant can make anything seem to be 'the will of the people.

As for she's concerned the world has two king of people in it: predators and prey.

Leia Organa is not a child." Her voice carried through the room, commanding the kind of attention that would halt a more crowded gathering than this one. She slowly stood. "Leia has had her Day of Demand. She's growing into an adult -- a representative of the next generation. And make no mistake, they're the generation who will bear the brunt of what's to come. They're the ones who'll do most of the fighting and most of the dying. They're the ones who will do most of the rebuilding afterward, if we are so fortunate as to see an 'after.' We need the young with us. Without them, this war is lost before it's begun.

Sometimes our hearts are wilder than we know.

One night, I drink too many toasts with vodka, and once in my blameless, virtuous life, I wind up getting sick in a decorative urn. The price? My sister's eternal condemnation." "Not condemnation. But eternal teasing? Definitely.

There's one way. Only one. Mine." Balthazar stepped closer, using every inch he had on Lucas, who was tall but not that tall. "Charity is a person. The same as you, the same as me."

"You and me aren't the same."

Balthazar cocked his head. "Then let's say the same as Bianca. Will that make you listen?"

"Bianca's no killer! She didn't have a choice about what she is."

"Guys, don't do this," I pleaded, but they paid no attention.

"A choice? You think we all get a choice?" Although Balthazar spoke softly, there was a roughness to his voice I'd never heard before. It sent chills down my spine. "Try being hunted down in the night. Try running as far and as fast as you can and finding out their faster. Try coming to in a stable, with your parents' dead bodies on the ground in front of you, your hands roped above your head and a dozen hungry vampires arguing with each other about who gets you next. See how much choice you have then."

Lucas just stared at him. Obviously he'd never imagined anything like that; neither had I.

Even more quietly, Balthazar continued, "Try watching your baby sister die, and then tell me that you wouldn't spend the rest of eternity trying to make up for it. When you've done all that, Lucas, then you can talk to me about choices. Until that time, tell me what I need to know and then shut your mouth.

Good intentions aren't enough. They're not meaningless, but - that's where we have to start. Not where we end.

Hello, this school now comes complete with a walking buffet, and nobody gets to take abite?

Suspicion," he said. "Directed by Alfred Hitchcock. He's a genius." "Starring Cary Grant." When Lucas gave me a look, I added, "You have your priorities, I have mine.

Excuse me, but who I love isn't something you get to prescribe for me, like a doctor with some pills.

Every single world we've visited isn't just random - it's the result of countless choices, all of them combining to create a new reality. You and I have been given an infinity of chances, and that's so much more than mot people will ever get - but in the end we get to live in only one world, and that's the world we make. I want us to create that world together.

I'm not dating Balthazar. I'm pretend dating him. Which involves some not pretend hand-holding. And maybe some not pretend kissing. But it's all actually pretend, see?
I groaned. My explanations were making my head hurt already.

What began as hunger simply to leave Jelucan had ripened into genuine wanderlust.

Genius implies originality and independence.

There was a limit to the amount of stupidity Leia could tolerate in one day, and she'd just hit it.

Then Paul bends over me, cradles me in his arms, as if he's sheltering me from the whole world. I close my eyes, and despite everything, I think I've never felt so safe.

There is a strength within us that we can't even comprehend until it's called upon. We are, at our core, built to survive.

Maybe it's not a love the way a human would feel it," he says. "Maybe it's only a... simulation of love, a close analogue. But I feel it with all the strength I have to feel anything. Over the past weeks I've come to - to listen for your voice, because I hope to hear it. I pay attention to irrelevant details of your mannerisms and appearance because I find them pleasing. I've begun to understand how you think and what you want. That means I can see through your eyes, too, instead of only my own, and it's as if the entire universe expanded, grew larger and more beautiful." He pauses. "You even make me think in metaphors.

This, I think, is the boundary line of adulthood. Not the crap they claim it is- graduating from high school or losing your virginity or getting your first apartment or whatever. You cross the boundary the first time you're changed forever. You cross it the first time you know you can never go back.

Before you get in trouble, it pays to ask yourself how you'll get out again.

The most powerful presence in the room is his absence.

I would love you in any shape, in any world, with any past. Never doubt that. -

I've been thinking." She pretended to mull the question over. "What if I decided to go flying around the galaxy with some scoundrel?" Han raised his eyebrows and pointed toward his own chest. Leia laughed. "Unless you had another scoundrel in mind." "Hey, hey. I'm the only scoundrel up for the job." He shook his head in - surprise? Disbelief? Leia wasn't sure. What mattered most was the warmth in his smile. Even if Han wasn't convinced she intended to do this, he liked the idea. Down

My hate is stronger than the dimensions, stronger than memory, stronger than time. My hate is now the truest part of who I am.

Don't you think you ought to at least think about getting yourself to your ultimate? Because, trust me, nobody else is going to get you there.

For my own good. Anytime anyone had ever used those words to me, they hadn't had the slightest clue what 'my own good' truly was

But you have nothing better to do with your time than harass us, do you? Go back to ruling the universe from Mount Olympus or whatever else it is you mongrels do.

It will always be a fight. Always.

Abel is of course aware that Noemi doesn't love him, at least not in the same way he loves her. This, too, is irrelevant. As he understands it, love is not transactional; it is a thing freely given. The joy is in the giving.

A lot of people say stuff like that about tragedies only because they think they're supposed to,

I love you completely, don't you see? I even want the worst of you because it it's still a part of you.

All of my best friends are dead people. Someday I've got to figure out how that happened.

Only through sacrifice can Genesis survive.

Everyone is lonely," Ranulf said, but he smiled. "We have to remember that life is to be lived one day at a time. You cannot worry about past or future. Happiness is in the now."
Raquel laughed. "Vic has totally brainwashed you.

My love of creativity is one of my constants, a pole star amid the many constellations of possibilities and personalities that make up all the people I could be.

The Death Star was gone. Had the Empire itself fallen with it?

He'd protect me and shelter me forever. But I was beginning to realize that being sheltered came at a price.

In despair Leia thought, They are using both my fathers against me.

I've held it together all this time. I've held it together because I had to, carrying the grief and the fear even when I thought the weight would crush me.

The library would've cheered me up, most days. I loved the heavy oaken tables, the high walls stacked with books to the ceiling, the musty smell of old pages and the heavy brass fixtures that had gone dark with age and wear.

Never imagined this," Han had murmured, sitting up in their bed late at night, Ben's tiny head resting in the crook of his father's arm. "Having a kid. Even wanting a kid. But now he's here, and - "
"And you're a dad." Leia had leaned closer, unable to resist the chance to tease her husband. "Just think, hotshot. Someday you might even be a granddad."
Han's chuckle had warmed her. "Speak for yourself, sweetheart. Me, I ain't ever getting that old.

Is he right, about my creating excitement where I can? Even being melodramatic?

You went on a half-baked vengeance quest against Paul using a totally untested experimental device, I think. He might possibly have a point.

As you can see, it´s More with one o, not two - pet peeve of mine".
"More as in give me more". Madison´s crush was crearly in full swing

We learn about people by observing their choices.

Lucas seemed to have realized our prediciment at the same moment I had. "I haven't got my credit card with me. Kinda left in a hurry. We just spent the only cash I had in my pocket." Too-bright signs from the few open stores made mee squint. "We'd have been better off with a slingshot and Oreos.

Vic bears you no ill will. He is outside drinking the Dew of the Mountain and will be glad to see you yourself again Ranulf said to Lucas.

Lucas should've run out of there that instant. Instead he stared at me through the glass and slowly unfolded his hand opposite mine so that our hands were pressed againts the pane of glass, fingers to fingers, palm to palm. We each move closer, so that our faces were only inches apart. Even with the stained glass, window between us, it felt as intimate as any kiss we'd shared.

When we're in pain, people are too quick to say, Get over it, move on, it's not that bad. But we don't get over grief by denying it. We have to feel it. We have to give it its due. Somethings that means doing the exact opposite of "moving on." We have to dive down to the very depths of our sorrow, relive every terrible moment, and endure the torture of asking what could have been - and what will now be. We have to bleed out before our hearts can start beating again.

Good Soldiers don't sacrifice the cause for love - Lucas
If the cause isn't love then it isn't worth the sacrifice

Sometimes the memory of horror is worse than the horror itself.

I always kinda liked our attic ghost. When I was a kid, I used to go up there and read stories to it. Show it my new toys. It's just an old spirit stuck between the worlds, right? What's to be scared of?""
~Vic

Poor Lucas, always trying to protect me from danger. He'd never guessed that I was the dangerous one.

I'd rather burn in a better kind of flame.

The people who get their portraits painted-rich people-they want to look good.

The memory stings
and I hate that, I hate how all the good memories have turned into things that hurt
but I need the pain.

I'm going to marry Prince William! I'll get all Kate Middleton's cute coats!

Sometimes I look at you, and I think - if I didn't know we shared a destiny, if I hadn't seen the proof for myself, I'd never believe this was real. That you could love me as much as I love you.

You have to love the mystery. You have to take a chance.

You're impossible," he murmured. "But you're worth it.

This is one of my absolute favourite quotes its from the evernight series (stargazer)
charity to Balthazar
You remind me of too much. you remind me of what it felt like to be alive, to think of sunlight as something you could enjoy instead of something you could bare, to breath and have it change you, refresh you, awaken you, instead of just churning on and on some old useless habit that taunts you with what you use to be, to sigh and feel relief, to cry and let your sadness pass, instead of having it all bottled up inside of you forever and ever until you don't know who you are any more.

° "Not a ghost, but an angel.

It isn't as hard to leave life behind, he thinks, once you've had a life worth living.

Math doesn't lie. Our emotions do.

I hope to have told you all this myself," Bail Organa's voice said. "I hope we have enjoyed many more happy years as a family, that we have seen the Empire fall, and that we have gone forth together to find General Kenobi and your brother. If so, this recording can serve only one purpose. You must be listening after my death, so let this be my chance to say once again how much I love you. No other daughter could ever have brought me more joy." Tears welled in Leia's eyes, but she fought them back. If she began to sob, she wouldn't be able to hear her father's voice any longer. He concluded, "Please know that my love for you, and your mother's love, endures long past our deaths. We are forever with you, Leia. In your brightest triumphs and your darkest troubles, always know that we are by your side." She

For our kind, death is only the beginning.

What use are ideals if we cannot fit them to the universe as we find it?" Qui-Gon had once asked him. "If our beliefs tell us one thing, and the needs of real people tell us another, can there be any question of which we should listen to?" This all sounded very lofty when Qui-Gon said it, but in actuality it meant things like, It's okay to "borrow" a spaceship from criminals if you really need it, or If I can win this tribe's independence in a game of chance, then it's worth selling my Padawan's best robe for chips to get into the game.

It was as if something snapped in two deep inside me. My parents
the people I'd loved the most in the world, the ones I'd always told all my secrets to, the ones I'd wanted to hide with far away from the rest of the world. They had lied, and I couldn't imagine why. It couldn't possibly matter why.

Believing in something greater than ourselves isn't crazy. It's proof we're sane. Look how vast the galaxy is. Don't you have to admit we can't be the greatest power within it?

Back when I was five, I thought my mom was being mean to me, so I decided to run away. Carried my slingshot with me because I was a big strong man, you see. Could take care of myself. I believe I also took a flashlight and a package of Oreos."
Despite my embarrassement, I couldn't help smiling. "I think you packed better than I did."
I swaggered out of the house where we were staying and took myself all the way to ... the far corner of the backyard. There I made my stand. Stayed out there all day, until it started to reain. I hadn't thought about taking an umbrella."
The best laid plans." I sighed.
I know. It's tragic. I cam back in, all wet and my stomach aching from eating about twenty Oreo, and my mom
who is a smart lady even is she drives me nuts
well, she acted like nothing happened." Lucas shrugged.

About time you grew up and became a vampire like the rest of us.

(About having weird dreams when passing through gates between worlds)"Able has herd them complain about this before. Zayan once dreamed he had become a lasagna--to be specific, a lasagna with opinions about politics, frustrated about its inability to share these thoughts with a galaxy not yet ready to listen to pasta.

Everything else I'd ever done, everything I've ever been, was erased in an instant." Leia struggled to find the words. "People who had fought beside me in the war, or served beside me for years in the Senate - they didn't even see me as myself any longer. All I'll ever be to them now is Darth Vader's daughter.

Did you spend the entire Rebellion in the company of smugglers and lowlifes?" He probably meant this to be a cutting remark. Instead Leia found herself thinking of the first time she'd really seen Han's face - in a garbage compactor aboard the Death Star, moments before he fired his blaster at the magnetically sealed walls and nearly killed them all. Leia couldn't help smiling. "Almost, Senator Casterfo. In fact, I wound up married to one." Out

Bath," I said, relishing the short A of my new accent. "Baaaath. Privacy. Aluminum. Laboratory. Tomato. Schhhhhedule."
The giggles come over me, and I stop right there, hand against my chest, trying to catch my breath. I know I'm laughing mostly because I refuse to give in and start crying. The grief for my father has nowhere to go and is twisting every other mood I have into knots. And ... tomahhhhto. That's hilarious.

I tried to reason with him. 'You're like one of those people who's more scared of flying than driving, even though you're way more likely to die in a car.'
'Yeah, but if I'm in my 1981 Pontiac, at least I'm going out in style.

In every universe, everywhere, people just plain screw up.

Theo's already on his way. Paul might bee too, but communications have been down so long, I don't know."
"Heading out here with a storm like this coming in? That's madness." Dad sighs. "Then again, jumping through dimensions to chase a dead man is madness too. I had long suspected their lunacy but this confirmation is nonetheless disquieting."
"See? Everything's going to be fine.

As far as I can see, in this world, you're a fool for not using whatever gifts
you're given. It's not as though you lied or cheated or stole to get Howard Marlowe as your father. That's
who he is; that's who you are. You got dealt a bad card when you were bitten - so use one of the better
cards you have in your hand to make up for it.

This is the last time Abel lets the humans make the plans.

The silence between us stretched out, but it wasn't awkward. Sometimes there are people you can be quiet with, and you never feel the need to fill the gap with meaningless chit-chat. I'd only become that close to a couple people in my hometown, and I'd always thought it took years. Lucas and I were already there.

Now I know that grief is a whetstone that sharpens all your love, all your happiest memories, into blades that tear you apart from within.

I lift my eyes to his. It feels both like it's hard to meet his gaze and like I could never look away.

I told myself it didn't matter if I never got to be with you. It was enough just to love you.

Are you calling me a weirdo?
Highest honor I can bestow.

People are more than their worst act.

I realize that this is what being a parent means - facing the most horrible thing that could ever happen to you and yet thinking only of how it will hurt your child.

That buy is totally cracked out," Vic said one day, as we walked past Balthazar in the great hall.
I don't think he's on alything."
I didn't mean, for real. If he was cracked out for real, he'd probably be having more fun, right?" Vic shrugged. "Balty looks like he's not having any fun. He looks like he never had any. Like he wouldn't know fun if it started dancing around yelling 'I'm fun' in his face.

There's not enough WTF in the world.

All those times you watched me kill Jabba the Hutt, and you never learned from his example. It doesn't pay to jerk me around.

People get stupid when they're in love; people want what they can't have; and the years between ages twelve and eighteen always, always suck.

Your dreams are as important as anyone else's. Your future is as important as mine. I'm willing to make compromises, if that's what it takes for us to remain together - but we shouldn't compromise before we even start.

Sometimes, hope is even harder to bear than grief.

Is this what it means to die? Lucas thought. Because I'm not scared of it anymore. Not if it means I finally get this close to you.