Diana Peterfreund Quotes

I have a question for you, but it's kind of ... um, personal."
"Yes, I'm gay."
"You really are a fan of saying that, aren't you?"
"Once you start, you just can't stop.

And put myself in the hands of total strangers?"
She snapped the lid shut, "What do you take me for? Of course I checked out their stories. I am a researcher, you know. They are who they say they are, and their stories are verifiable. You have nothing to fear. I wouldn't put my daughter in any danger."
"Any danger!" I cried. "what do you call hunting unicorns? Big, sharp horns; fangs ... " And those were just the goat-sized ones.
"I call it your birthright." Lilith stood tall. "Honey, I know you've been down ever since that stupid boy broke up with you but this is about more than a prom date. Don't you realize that? You have a destiny. Most people would kill for something like that."
If Lilith and this Cornelius guy had their way with me at this boot camp, I was going to kill.

Do you know what you need?" Malcolm was saying now.
To get laid, I thought.
"To get laid," Malcolm said.
Shocker.

We've known each other for a while," I said. "And our feelings just ... blossomed."
"Like fungus off rotted meat?" Josh snarked.

Gordian pays you to sleep with unicorn hunters. That's the definition of a whore.

It never ceased to amaze me how disinterested half the knights were in our own history, in taking advantage of the extraordinary gifts we'd been handed the night we were tapped into Rose & Grave. To them, it was just another privilege they'd been born into, like admission to Eli or their Long Island mansions. Did they have any idea how much more it was to ... other people?

We can only be responsible for what we ourselves do.

When we have the ability to save someone's life, and we decide they aren't worthy of being saved - isn't that playing God as well?

I can't pretend this isn't important. I can't act like it doesn't exist. It's ironic, but true. There are a lot of things I'm really good at keeping secret. But I've learned I'm not too good at that with you. I can't pull it off. I don't want to just hook up. I don't want a secret relationship."
"Well, that's a relief," I said, grabbing for both of his hands and holding on for dear life.
Doubt started giving way to recognition, but he needed to hear it. "Why's that?"
"Because I'm really sick of secrets.

The old poems said that lovers were made for each other. But that wasn't true for Kai and Elliot. They hadn't been made for each other at all - quite the opposite. But they'd grown together, the two of them, until they were like two trees from a single trunk, stronger together than either could have been alone.

I have only this cave to call my own.

I said go away!"
"No, you said 'get out'. I'm out."
"Now go away."
Silence. And then, "No.

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It's always a better choice to write a new book than it is to keep pounding your head against the submissions wall with a book that's just not happening. The next book you write could be the book, the one that isn't a fight to get representation for at all.

There was that word again.Mature. Was this what maturity was? Giving up on the things we wanted because we knew we'd never get them?

And if the boat sinks?"
"And if the sun explodes?" Elliot countered.

The real stars don't even fascinate me as much as they used to when I was ... younger."
"I'm sorry for that, as well.

The key to a frittata," Mike told the camera, "is to use a really hot pan. Because that, my friends, is what makes it" - he paused dramatically - "fluffy.

Do you ... want to grab a slice of pizza or something?" I blurted out.
He hesitated. "You want to be seen in public with ... " a microsecond pause, " ... your face looking like that?" I cocked my head to the side.
"The real question is, do you want to be seen in public with a face like this?"
"I'd consider it." He stood, his expression still wary.

Poe was standing on the border of the clearing, acting most peculiarly. He took a few steps toward the cabin, the paused, shook his head, and marched back out. He repeated the move a few times before stomping off for good.
I stood at the window, confused as hell. Why in the wild ... and then it hit me, way, way harder than the water when I'd fallen off the boat.
Poe liked me.

Maybe she's helping him because his hands are full," Lydia suggested.
The girl kissed a trace of chocolate from the corner of his mouth.
"Or not.

There's nothing wrong with Plan B.Play it right, and no one will even know it wasn't your first choice.

Hello? Hello, Mom. No, of course you didn't wake me. Don't you know? I often engage in Monday morning orgies In fact, as you called, I was just enjoying an especially thorough rogering from two men named Paolo and Butch.

How do you know you're in love?" I asked her. "Because if it's determined by how willing you are to give up everything for the other person, I think it's a flawed system.

She lifter the shade and bathed the room in silver. Moonlight glinted off the glass and metal instruments on her desk and vanished into the eaves. Moonlight skimmed over her floorboards and made Nero's eyes a shimmering green. It wasn't enough to work by. It wasn't enough to read by. But who needed to read? She knew them by heart.

Envy hurt exponentially more than heartbreak because your soul was torn in two, half soaring with happiness for another person, half mired in a well of selfpity
and pain.

Beer is fine," I said.
"For now." Adam waited as I put in my order. "You'll need something stiffer after Mike really starts getting to you."
"Oh, he's getting to me," I said, as the bartender brought my beer. "Usually, I drink Sprite.

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I hadn't gone to Andover, or Horace Mann or Eton. My high school had been the average kind, and I'd been the best student there. Such was not the case at Eli. Here, I was surrounded by geniuses. I'd figured out early in my college career that there were people like Jenny and Brandon and Lydia and Josh - truly brilliant, truly luminous, whose names would appear in history books that my children and grandchildren would read, and there were people like George and Odile - who through beauty and charm and personality would make the cult of celebrity their own. And then there were people like me. People who, through the arbitrary wisdom of the admissions office, might share space with the big shots for four years, might be their friends, their confidantes, their associates, their lovers - but would live a life well below the global radar. I knew it, and over the years, I'd come to accept it.
And I understood that it didn't make them any better than me.

The tiniest of earthquakes seemed to rustle through him, the kind that shakes petals off flowers, as Justen became aware of the gulf between what he was supposed to feel for Persis Blake and what he actually did.

Amazing how being bathed in arterial blood can wash out any lingering romantic disappointments.

Three syllables and three thousand memories.

Across the sea and up the stair
The Wild Poppy's everywhere.
Though southmen search until they're blind
They know not what they seek to find.

No matter where I went, I always knew my way back to you. You are my compass star.

But right then, one room away, there were people in love, and I'd never felt so alone in my life.

Pleasanter surprise," he managed, backing us away from the threshold. There's the idea. I pushed him gently against the wall and started tugging on his shirt.
"About to get even pleasanter," I murmured against his neck as my fingers found the drawstring of his pants.Bad grammar is such a turn- on.

I found the hum of his computer rather soothing, but it was the complete lack of unicorn carcasses that really pulled the room together.

I'd hoped being tapped meant they were willing to listen to someone like me. Apparently, what it really meant is that they hoped they could make someone like me listen to them.

Sometimes bad things happen when you try to do something good.

P - Jamie!" I called.
He waded back toward me. "I'm starting to think my name is Pajamie."
"Your name should be Pajerky. You said it wasn't deep."
"Pajerky?" He gave me a skeptical look. "That's Pathetic."
"We'll see how smug you are once I'm on dry land.

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[Poe] started to turn away, the stopped, smiled a little, ducked his head, and reached into his back pocket. "Amy, here." He tossed me a small package. "Just in case."
I looked down at my hand.
Life savers.

They stared at each other and then, at last, Kai closed his eyes and nodded his head, just once. The estates would always win.

I was afraid I sounded a bit comical with all my threats. As if I needed a mustache to twirl like some sort of ancient villain.

For four years she'd subsisted on memories of this - his voice, his face, the sound of his breath and his heartbeat. She felt him like a leaf feels the sun, like a magnet feels metal.

You know Case, who oversees the dairy? He saw us together in the loft last week. He says I'm the biggest fool who ever lived. I don't think he's right. But, just to be safe, I'll put out the lamp. We'll pretend we're the ancient explorers, and find our way by the stars.
Yours,
Kai

If they didn't take you seriously, they would never see you coming.

The secret to surviving heartbreak is finding more pressing drama.

This whole time, I wasn't waiting for something in particular.
Just someone who wanted me.
Not sex.
But me.

I want to take their money and let them build their ship and get off my land. That's all I want."
"Good to know," said a voice above her head.
Elliot and Dee looked up, and there, shadowed against the light from the swinging sun-lamps, stood Kai.

Because I can tell that I'm different from the others. And they can tell, too. The rest of the taps look at me and ask themselves what I'm doing here. I know they do.

The last time I had sex," I said, "was Halloween."
He nodded slowly. "That was my birthday."
I choked on my waffle. This was getting worse and worse. "No!"
"Why do you think they called me 'Poe'?" I had always guessed it was because he was morose and taciturn and creepy.
"Um ... because 'Hotstuff' was taken?

How much of her life had she spent waiting? Waiting for a plant to sprout? Waiting for her father's judgment? Waiting for another letter
to appear in the knothole from Kai? Waiting for years after Kai left to feel at peace with her decision? She fed the Reduced, she did her chores, she avoided her father and her sister, and she waited.She did the duties she'd been taught as a Luddite, and she lied with every breath.

Around this time, I decided to go back to the bathroom and, oh, I don't know, wash my hands, brush my hair, maybe pluck my eyebrows.
Stuff.

If you can stand on your own, it's better that you walk back rather than making someone from the fleet take you." Elliot rose, then swallowed the bile she tasted in her throat. "I have stood on my own for many years." He didn't look away this time, and his eyes were like a stranger's. "You're not the only one.

Ti voglio bene ... It means everything. It means I love you. It means I want you. It means I want you to be okay. It means everything.

I briefly considered giving the Myerson kids the same lecture I'd given the other first graders on the playground:
Unicorns are man-eating monsters. They don't have wings, they aren't lavender or sparkly, and you could never catch one to ride without its goring you through the sternum. And even if it somehow managed to miss your major arteries - and it never missed - you'd still die from the deadly poison in its horn. But don't worry. My great-great-great-great-great-great-aunt Clothilde killed the last one a hundred and fifty years ago.
Except now I guessed it would be more like a hundred and sixty. How time doth fly in a unicorn-free world.

I think it's vital that we do not sleep together. You know, for the safety of the world." His eyes sparkled and there was just a hint of a smile at the corners of his mouth.
"Okay," I said, and smiled back at him. "But kissing is allowed, right?"
"Oh, definitely," he said, pulling me close. "After all, the warrior always wins the heart of the fair young ... man.

She still loved the man who called himself Malakai Wentforth. She knew that. But that didn't matter, just as it hadn't mattered four years ago. Then, she'd chosen to stay behind. But it didn't mean she wasn't curious. It didn't mean she didn't want to stand at the edge of the cliffs and stretch her face out toward the sea, toward a world she'd never be allowed to know.

Dear Elliot,
I know. When will I see you again?
Yours,
Kai

Kai would leave. He'd see the stars. And Elliott would remain, and work the farm, and silence any voice in her heart that screamed for more.

How did anyone see the stars and not wish for more than the confinement they were born to?

She could smell the sea in the air, but more than that, she could smell the scent of the grass as it awoke from its winter slumber. She could hear the sound of crickets as they sang to the emerging stars. It was springtime on the North Island. It was springtime for the world.

I can wait in silence no longer, but I'm afraid I'm already too late. I am trapped between agony and hope - believing I have no right to speak, but knowing more how much I'd regret it if I did not. Tell me I'm not wrong. Tell me that, this time, you will accept my offer. Because I'm making it again. I want you with me, Elliot. It's all I have ever wanted. I offer you everything I have - my world, my ship, my self - perhaps they will be enough to replace what I know you would be giving up if you came with me.

Remember the Russians!

Why was he here? Why was he always, always, always around? Didn't he have a life? Didn't he have anything better to do?

Topher? Dude, how many oaths did this kid plan to break in his first month as a Digger?Who did he think he was?Me?

Come with me, Elliot. I have wanted to ask you for weeks, but I have waited, out of fear and doubt and the belief that it's nothing but my own selfishness that wants you with me. I wrestled with this, and chance after chance passed me by. I can't afford to lose this one.
Please accept. This time, please accept.
And please believe that no matter what, I am, ever,
Your
Kai

Love was magma, shooting from the Earth. It had the potential to form pillars of rock that would last for a thousand years or plumes of ash that choked the sky.

My best friend, a liar. My society brothers, my lover, and now my best friend. Any second now, my parents would call and tell me they were actually space aliens. Or European royalty. Or Republicans.

She knew that the paint and the clothes and the hair were more than fashion for Persis Blake. They were armor.

She was nothing like me; she was everything like me. How was that even possible?

Kai whirled around and his face was sadowed by the angle of the sun. Still, she knew his tone. Anger. "What's so funny? That our project has been set back several says? That we're stuck here longer? That you take a little spill from a horse and everyone wants to rearrange the world so you don't suffer a moment of inconvenience?"
"No," she said, and her voice was even. "That I would wait a month in agony just to hear you insult me. I'm a miserable girl indeed, don't you think?

You should know you're exactly the person you think you are.

Sometimes you met someone that changed the pattern, who wormed their way past the cracks in your heart, caulked them up, sealed themselves in, and stayed there. Sometimes they did it by insisting you meet them at every step, as Jamie had done to me.

No one is innocent in the tide of history. Everyone has kings and slaves in his past. Everyone has saints and sinners. We are not to blame for the actions of our ancestors. We can only try to be the best we can, no matter what our heritage, to strive for a better future for all.

There was Malcolm in the front row, his hand resting on the shoulder of the knight I knew as Poe. I looked at the list of names beneath the photo.
-James Orcutt.
What a ridiculously normal name. I'd half been expecting Darth Vader

It was amazing, all the thoughts that oozed out as soon as a single crack appeared in the surface of your beliefs.

Sometimes it's only the young ones who are crazy enough to change the world.

It's not a boys" club," I said. Not anymore. "It's one of the most powerful secret societies in the world." I should know. I'm a member.

She knows your mother isn't here to protect you any more. But you know what the solution is: stay out of her way. Stay here. Stay with me.