Emery Quotes

#1. Emery's eyes sparkled with amusement. Had she done something funny?
"I've determined that I will teach you to cheat at cards for the day's first lesson," Emery announced.
Ceony dropped her scissors. "I knew you were cheating! - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#2. But what I really need is to fucking SCREAM because this feels like a war that I got thrown into, and I don't know how I can be so tired and mad at the same time. - Author: Emery Lord

#3. Every girl wants to be Dorothy Gale or maybe Glinda. I never wanted to be the tornado. - Author: Emery Lord

#4. Because it's all so fleeting, isn't it? The ocean existed so long before us and will stay long after us - most trees, too, and some animals. Isn't that crazy? - Author: Emery Lord

#5. I was a man seeking salvation and redemption, without a clue how to find it. - Author: Emery Rose

#6. I almost try to explain another untranslatable word--sunyata--to Jonas. The idea has Buddhist roots and several meanings, depending on context. I think emptiness is the closest word, but, in English, we infer emptiness as a void, a lack. Sunyata is open with possibility, a meditative space. - Author: Emery Lord

#7. I am beyond critical of my own work. I always tell actors they have to watch themselves 4-7 times in a given scene before they can be remotely objective. - Author: Julie Ann Emery

#8. In friendship we are all debtors. We all owe each other for a thousand small kindnesses, for little moments of grace in the chaos. - Author: Emery Lord

#9. Nobody has ever loved me the way you do. Don't let me ruin this. Don't let me ruin us. - Author: Emery Rose

#10. Faith in the Trinity rests on God's revelation of himself in the economy of salvation. We do not have access to the Trinity outside what God revealed to us by sending his own Son and giving us his Holy Spirit. This point is crucial. - Author: Gilles Emery

#11. I wanted so much to let it all go, to trust him and believe in him again. My life didn't feel complete without him in it. - Author: Emery Rose

#12. I wondered how we looked to the rest of the world. Young and silly, probably. I often had the distinct feeling that strangers watched us with annoyance, teenage girls with cotton candy lives. They could think that - that we were frothy and carefree. Would they ever guess how strong we were from carrying each other? - Author: Emery Lord

#13. What about Sienna?"
He lifted one shoulder in a shrug. "What about her? We've been over for a long time."
"It's still wrong."
"Then why does it feel so fucking right?"
…
You belonged to her first."
"I've never belonged to anyone. - Author: Emery Rose

#14. We can't go back, though
we're apt to waver even as our wheels spin on. - Author: Brook Emery

#15. I think I might love you too.

Oh, please. You do. - Author: Emery Lord

#16. It was that fucking tragic. I had fallen for a girl who was too young for me. A girl who was tragic and beautiful and broken. She fucked with my head, got under my skin, and changed the tempo of my heartbeat. - Author: Emery Rose

#17. After all, once there was a girl named Lucy who loved her family, old and new.
It's not the type of love that ends. - Author: Emery Lord

#18. I like your orange dog." Nadia taps her finger near the fox I'm trying to draw.
I lean against my hand to hide my smile. "Thanks. - Author: Emery Lord

#19. I believe in nature, in science, in jazz, in dancing. And I believe in people. In their resilience, in their goodness. This is my credo; this is my hymn. Maybe it's not enough for heaven, and maybe I'm even wrong. But if I can walk through the fire and, with blistered skin, still have faith in better days? I have to believe that's good enough. - Author: Emery Lord

#20. Yeah, you get a gift basket," Ellie says. "Because depression fucking sucks. - Author: Emery Lord

#21. There's so much more to life than finding someone who will want you, or being sad over someone who doesn't. There's a lot of wonderful time to be spent discovering yourself without hoping someone will fall in love with you along the way, and it doesn't need to be painful or empty. You need to fill yourself up with love. Not anyone else. Become a whole being on your own. Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot. Do all things with love, but don't romanticize life like you can't survive without it. Live for yourself and be happy on your own. It isn't any less beautiful, I promise. - Author: Emery Allen

#22. I love math because there's always a right answer. It's not interpretive; it's not subjective. There is a correct destination, even if you have to hack through confusing parts to get there. That's not always true in life. - Author: Emery Lord

#23. A half smile from Jackson Emery felt like so much more than the average person's full-blown grin. - Author: Brittainy C. Cherry

#24. Because I've been having a hard time since before the day we met. She never walked away from me because of it. Her feelings for me weren't contingent on how easy or hard it was to be in my life. She doesn't have to be sunny for me. That's not how it works. - Author: Emery Lord

#25. You love me," I breathed.
"Fiercely. You're mine and I'm yours, so it looks like you're stuck with me."
"I love being stuck with you. - Author: Emery Rose

#26. Perhaps," Mg. Katter cut in, "she's finally gotten smart. In and out, job done."
Mg. Hughes said, "No. Not her." He paused. "She knows Emery is critical to the syndicate, they all do. He's personally invested in it. That, and she's always kept a . . . keen . . . interest in him. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#27. Mmmph.' I grunt this to myself in the helpless way you do when something is just so damn delicious. Yeah, I made it, but...what can I say? I'm good. - Author: Emery Lord

#28. Not even Dee's good influence could keep me from trying to hurt my parents the way they hurt me. At least that's what my court-appointed therapist thinks, and I hate to admit that she's probably right.

I also hate to admit that she's court-appointed. - Author: Emery Lord

#29. It's too damn hard to watch someone else get what you want. - Author: Emery Lord

#30. Then forgive yourself!" she shouted, pushing herself back up. She pressed her palm against the wall for support. "Everyone has a dark side! But it's their choice whether or not they cultivate it. Don't you understand? Lira's exploited hers, but not you. Not you, Emery Thane. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#31. So maybe I don't know what'll happen. But it's nice to have someone to not know with you. - Author: Emery Lord

#32. Beside Thane - who watched the setting sun with such peace, with such light in his eyes - the "woman" seemed imaginary.
Because she is, Ceony realized, a second breeze tickling her skirt and blowing loose flower petals across her vision. These are the things Thane - Emery - hopes for.
She studied him, his peace and his contentment, the eyes that seemed to radiate life. She studied the shadowy woman beside him from head to foot. He wants to fall in love again. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#33. I wanted to live in Lucy and Ricky's world, where the blunders of life were righted in one neat half hour. They made it look easy. - Author: Emery Lord

#34. A relationship should not suppress our adventure or suppress the speed with which we learn the lessons that are there for us to learn. - Author: Stewart Emery

#35. The only difference is that Dee's natural coloring looks like an American landscape - country-sky-blue eyes and hair the color of Tennessee wheat fields, golden strands with darker undertones. My hair is nearly black, and I have jealous green eyes. In a fairy tale, she'd play the good fairy. I'd be the evil witch's screwup second cousin. Dee - Author: Emery Lord

#36. God brought us to the water," [Emery] breathed as she struggled.
"No, I took us to the water. - Author: Shandy L. Kurth

#37. Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they've given us. - Author: Emery Allen

#38. I struggle to maintain a facade of only mild interest in him. - Author: Emery Lord

#39. We can treat our children fairly, for example, but if our hearts are warring toward them while we're doing it, they won't think they're being treated fairly at all. In fact, they'll respond to us as if they weren't being treated fairly. - Author: Emery Reves

#40. We stare down at the festival below us. I can hear the low pulse of a local band playing cover songs, the rustle of in the lake nearby, and the carrying laughter of kids our age eating cotton candy and flirting with summer loves. The sun has melted down to the horizon line, leaving trails of orange and pink in it's wake. In the distance, our hotel's roof peeks over the tree line. - Author: Emery Lord

#41. Matt's low voice, and Dee's hoarse giggling make a summer soundtrack I'll replay even when the tour is over. - Author: Emery Lord

#42. to love is to have ancient wounds exposed to vicious winds and be caressed instead of burned - Author: Emery Allen

#43. More of my life has been affected by his absence than his presence, and that's a strange thing to deal with. - Author: Emery Lord

#44. You can ache for where you come from, and it's homesickness. A relationship, and it's heartbreak. But is there a word for missing your friends like that? - Author: Emery Lord

#45. Jonah: Viv. Why is that? All the you-were-heres?
Viv: Because it's all so fleeting, isn't it? The ocean existed so long, and some animals. Isn't that crazy? My dress collection will love longer than I ever will. I'm just looking for some kind of permanence, so my mark will linger onthe world once I'm gone, in the places where I found joy. Does that make any sense? - Author: Emery Lord

#46. Stop documenting the moment for a second, he told me. Just be in it. - Author: Emery Lord

#47. My dark days made me strong. Or maybe I already was strong, and they made me prove it. - Author: Emery Lord

#48. I'm not so sure I 'like' to watch myself on film, but I do find it necessary in order to continually be a better artist. - Author: Julie Ann Emery

#49. And I say a final last prayer, this one in gratitude that there are people in the world who will protect kids with a fire that makes them sprint after cars, fight systems, curse with rage. It's enough to make you believe. Maybe not in symbols; maybe not in gods. But certainly in people. - Author: Emery Lord

#50. I close my eyes, trying to decipher how it feels. - Author: Emery Lord

#51. I picked the wrong sister. - Author: Emery Rose

#52. The point is that we already know it doesn't work out, but we reread them anyway, because the good stuff that comes before the ending is worth it." This - Author: Emery Lord

#53. I'm looking for somekind of permanence, so my mark will linger on the world once I'm gone, in the places where I found joy.." -Page 81 - Author: Emery Lord

#54. Laughter feels like our flotation device -- it won't pull us out of the storm, but it might carry us through, if we can just hang on. - Author: Emery Lord

#55. I vaguely remember a story about a woman who looked back while fleeing a broken city. She turned into a pillar of salt. A harsh fate, but I got the point. You can't look back when you're escaping disaster. You can't hope that someone will come after you, either. - Author: Emery Lord

#56. Whose empire did you just overthrow?" My own. - Author: Emery Lord

#57. I wanted him for myself, but I want adventure for him, too - and for me. - Author: Emery Lord

#58. After all, the night sky is a mess of stars -- a million fireflies crammed into infinity. But the mess becomes a map once you know how to use it. - Author: Emery Lord

#59. Finally, mutually, and completely, they released all doubts, abandoned all fears, unwilling and unable to deny this overpowering love. - Author: Emery Lee

#60. He has one hand over her mound and works his fingers as if he was playing guitar, making beautiful music with her tiny button. He serenades her with a love song that only his fingers know how to pick- a tune that no man can duplicate. - Author: Jane Emery

#61. Dee's natural colouring looks like an American landscape - country-sky-blue eyes and hair the colour of Tennessee wheat fields, golden strands with darker undertones. My hair is nearly black, and I have jealous green eyes.

In a fairytale she'd play the good fairy. I'd be the evil witch's screwup second cousin. - Author: Emery Lord

#62. If you want to push someone away, I strongly recommend rambling about death and theology. That oughta do it. - Author: Emery Lord

#63. I don't appreciate how often people hide their scars and doubts. Really, it's not fair to people who are struggling, to go on believing that everyone else just has it totally together and never has one bad thought in their lives. Like, I know you people sometimes lie awake at night torturing yourself over the atrocities in this world and morality and meaning. I know you're not just dreaming about riding a pink pony to your job as a cupcake taster. - Author: Emery Lord

#64. Straining to hear, I can make out something acoustic. Coming from...the backyard?

I glance down from my bedroom window and feel my jaw fall open. Matt Finch is standing below my window, guitar strapped across his chest. I pull my window up, and I expect the song from that old movie - the one about a guy with a trench coat and the big radio and his heart on his sleeve.

But it's not that. It's not anything I recognise, and I strain to make out the lyrics: Stop being ridiculous, stop being ridiculous, Reagan.

What an asshole.

The mesh screen and two floors between us don't seem like enough to protect him from my anger.

"Nice apology," I call down to him.
"I've apologised thirteen times," he yells back, "and so far you haven't called me back."

I open my mouth to say it doesn't matter, but he's already redirecting the song.

"Now I'm gonna stand here until you forgive me," he sings loudly, "or at least until you hear me out, la-la, oh-la-la. I drove seven hours overnight, and I won't leave until you come out here."

(...) "This is private property!" My throat feel coarse from how loudly I'm yelling. "And that doesn't even rhyme!"

The guitar chord continues as he sings, "Then call the cops, call the cops, call the cops..."

I storm downstairs, my feet pounding against the staircase. When I turn the corner, my dad looks almost amused from his seat in the recliner. Noticing - Author: Emery Lord

#65. I'm just so tired. I'm so, so tired all the time.' A tear slips down her face, all the way down till it drops off her chin, and she doesn't brush its trail away.
And I remember being in that jungle, lost in the darkest, wildest part of it, where fearsome beasts and carnivorous plants lurk between every tree. All I could do was lie down on the wet leaves. Bugs crawled up my legs, and I couldn't care enough to brush them off. - Author: Emery Lord

#66. I am honestly trying to live this life while I can. The emotion swells around me, into this huge, humid feeling that I must be doing something right. - Author: Emery Lord

#67. So why do I wish I wish I wish I could take a picture of me and Jonah and send it to Ruby and Amala and say this is falling in love with someone GOOD and it is so good. - Author: Emery Lord

#68. Of course. You've had your cry, but now you'll pick yourself up and keep living your life. Doubly, for that sweet boy. Love extra, even if it means you hurt extra, too. That's how we honor them. - Author: Emery Lord

#69. I was motivated by the fact that I wasn't happy with my play in this series and felt accountable to the guys. That's enough motivation to want to play well. - Author: Ray Emery

#70. Viv, I just made you wild-caught Alaskan salmon baked with mango chutney, on a bed of garlic red potatoes and arugula. While talking about an Audrey Hepburn movie. I think you are maybe falling in love with me. - Author: Emery Lord

#71. I don't mind being introduced to people's skeletons firsthand, in person. I more than don't mind it. I prefer to reach right into the closet and shake their bony hands and say hello for myself. - Author: Emery Lord

#72. What time is it?" Brad stretches, arms still around my waist; and yawns, his breath is blowing in my face. I grimace. He really needs a toothbrush, or a breath mint. Maybe a routine cleaning wouldn't be such a bad idea. - Author: J.C. Emery

#73. The slight pull was all it took to completely unbalance his precarious load and dump the manure - all atop her boots.
"Bloody hell! Look what ye done!" the boy cried ... If ye hadn't come along and pulled me o'er it ne'er would have happened.But now ye'd best clean it up afore Devington or Jeffries comes along."
"Me?" she replied incredulously. "I'm not the clumsy oaf who dumped it. It's not my mess to clean."
"Well, I ain't about to be the last to finish my chores. Devington will have me turning over the reeking dung pit instead of breaking me fast wi' the other chaps."
"That's nothing compared to my boots, you ham-fisted lout!"
"Tweren't me what pulled the wheelbarrow arse over tea kettle, ye wantwit! Go bugger yer mother and lick yer boots clean!"
"I'll box your ears, you brazen-faced little jackanapes! ... - Author: Emery Lee

#74. I want to be your forever girl."
"You're my everything girl. - Author: Emery Rose

#75. I'd been through enough shit in my life to know that when you were being offered a second shot at something, you took it. And you did everything in your power to make sure you didn't fuck it up. - Author: Emery Rose

#76. I bid you welcome to a new Utopia where men may be free of the so-called moral subjugations and constraints, and where for a time we may shake off those bonds of servitude wherein we are so tyrrannously enslaved."
"You are the humanist,George, not I- what the deuce does he natter on about?"
"Mostly whores and Booze," George replied with a grin.
Sandwidh contined while rapping once more upon the door, "Man is led into vice only when he is denied, my friends; for it is his nature to long after things forbidden and to desire most fervently what is denied."
"Another translation?" Philip asked George.
"Whores and booze ... in boundless supply."
"Ah,"Philip said. "I stand in renewed appreciation of the philosophers. - Author: Emery Lee

#77. You have a Mona Lisa smile," he said a few minutes later.
I turned my head to look at him. "What does that mean?"
"Mysterious. Hard-won. It makes me want to do just about anything to see your smile."
"I get the feeling you don't usually have to work that hard."
"I get the feeling you're worth it. - Author: Emery Rose

#78. When it all closes in, there are only two kinds of people: best friends and everyone else. - Author: Emery Lord

#79. Maybe we were dying planets, Jonah, being drawn into the darkness." I hold my right palm against his cheek, and I wish I could touch him with both my hands. "When we collided, we bounced each other back into orbit. And now we have to do that - we have to return to our own paths because that's what we gave each other. - Author: Emery Lord

#80. When his eyes land on me, something about his expression changes - like he recognizes me from somewhere, too. I look back, appraising him quickly. He's kind of beautiful, in an understated, comfortable-looking way - the kind of guy who doesn't mind seeing a rom-com with you and gives you his hoodie when you're cold. - Author: Emery Lord

#81. It takes a long time to learn someone. It takes a long time to see a person as a whole spectrum, from worst to best - from the mismanaged heartache that lands them in AA to the pancake dinners, from the hurtful things shouted in a dressing room to the huge-hearted strength that only a best friend can understand. Once you get there, it's forever. - Author: Emery Lord

#82. This is because she doesn't know about me picking a fight with Shruggy Jesus or rolling around topless with Lukas. My soul has already put on a blinker for the Hell exit, and now I live at hippie camp. That's like sending me into the express lane. - Author: Emery Lord

#83. Emery nodded. "But I'm afraid you're now a week behind in your studies." "You told me I was two months ahead!" Ceony frowned. "A week behind," he repeated, as though not hearing her. And perhaps he didn't. Emery Thane had a talent for selective hearing, she'd learned. "I've determined it's best for you to study the roots of Folding. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#84. He and Anna lay facing each other, Staines lying on his left hip, and Anna, on her right, both of them with their knees drawn up to their chests, Staines with one hand tucked beneath his bandaged shoulder, Anna with one hand tucked beneath her cheek. She must have turned toward him, some time in the night: her left arm was flung outward, her fingers reaching, her palm turned down ...
Devlin came closer ... He looked down at Anna and Emery, their mirrored bodies, facing in. They were breathing in tandem.
So they are lovers, he thought, looking down at them. So they are lovers, after all. He knew it from the way that they were sleeping. - Author: Eleanor Catton

#85. You'll have guys hassling you. When they get drunk, they say and do stupid shit. I'm not saying it's right," he shrugged one shoulder, "but you're not unattractive, so you'll need to deal with that."
"I'm not unattractive? Are you always this charming?"
"If you're looking for Prince Charming, it ain't me, Sunshine"
Sunshine? At least he didn't make any empty promises or pretend to be something he wasn't. "I don't believe in fairytales. Or happily ever after. Prince Charming was an evil villain in disguise, and Cinderella was the doormat he wiped his feet on. - Author: Emery Rose

#86. I never really got over you though. I tried…so hard. But something always held me back."
"What was that something?" I asked.
"My beautiful memories. I want to make more with you. Someday. Maybe."
Someday. Maybe. - Author: Emery Rose

#87. I was too tired, too sad, too much of everything. - Author: Emery Lord

#88. My phone dings and before I can pick it up, it dings several more times. I catch sly grins and snickers in my direction from my 'friends' and I just know that this can not be good. I check my phone to find that there's several updates on Facebook. Oh, no.

[Bradley Patrick is marrier to Colleen Frasier Patrick)]

[Bradely Patrick likes Colleen Frasier Patrick's status]

My eyes grown wide and I see that all of my 'friends' like my status. But I haven't been on Facebook since we left Boston. What the fuck? And why has my name changed!

[Colleen Frasier Patrick is having lunch with 'the hubs' Bradley Patrick]

Who hacked my Facebook account? I glare around at each of them. I can't tell who did it. They all look guilty. I try to log into my account, but the password has been changed. Who changed my password? I know I'm screaming but I can't stop myself. They all burst out laughing. - Author: J.C. Emery

#89. Depression, it settles like a shadow over your body while you sleep, and it mutes every frequency into blankness, into fog. Everyone things you can't laugh when you're depressed, but I couldn't cry either, because I couldn't FEEL. - Author: Emery Lord

#90. Devington could clearly ascertain by the end of the second lap that Slug was decidely undermanaged by his indolent jockey, and the high-strung Hawke was incontrovertibly terrized by his ... By the end of the final lap of the arduous run, Lord Uxeter had completely used up his horse, and Slug had completely uased up his rider!
... Devington seized the moment to claim the lead, murmuring low to Rosie, It would appear, my lovely girl, the race is ours. - Author: Emery Lee

#91. Matt's still watching my face closely, as if nerdy glasses are going to manifest on my face. - Author: Emery Lord

#92. That day I realized that at least for the time being, I was becoming Christian's somebody.
And maybe, just maybe, he was becoming mine. - Author: Melyssa Winchester

#93. I'll wait for you," I said, finally.
"I don't know how long it will take…or even if--"
"I'll wait. - Author: Emery Rose

#94. He's the 'him' in every sentence that really matters; he's the 'he' in every song. - Author: Emery Lord

#95. My eyes fill, hot with tears. Because, apparently, casual crying is just something that I do now. - Author: Emery Lord

#96. I would crawl to wherever you were, emotionally, so that you wouldn't feel alone. - Author: Emery Lord

#97. Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?
Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences. - Author: Emery Allen

#98. I'm a basket case, I thought. Who gets emotional over two letters?
But then I remembered that "no" also only has two letters.
Almost everyone in the world has cried over those. - Author: Emery Lord

#99. He said the measure of the man is in those decisions. Do you keep yourself and your family safe in harbor, always? Or do you move forward and brave the storms? - Author: Emery Lord

#100. Don't be ridiculous," Mg. Aviosky assured her as Magicians Katter and Hughes studied Mg. Thane lying on the floor by the light of four candles. "The only one who can manipulate Emery Thane's future is Emery Thane himself. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#101. I love great writing. I like interesting characters. I like to work with people who push me to be better, to elevate my game. - Author: Julie Ann Emery

#102. Prit?" she asked. "The boy you bullied in school?"

Emery scratched the back of his head. "'Bullied' sounds so juvenile . . ."

"But it's him, isn't it?" Ceony pushed. "Pritwin Bailey? He became a Folder after all?"

Emery nodded. "We graduated from Praff together, actually. But yes, he's the same."

Ceony relaxed somewhat. "So you two are on good terms, then?"

The paper magician barked a laugh. "Oh, heavens no. We haven't spoken to each other since Praff, save for this telegram. He quite loathes me, actually."

Ceony's eyes bugged. "And you're sending me to test with him?"

Emery smiled. "Of course, in a few days. What better way to prove you had no bias than to place your career aspirations in the hands of Pritwin Bailey?"

Ceony stared at him a long moment. "I've been shot to hell, haven't I?"

"Language, love. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#103. The church doesn't have a mission; there is a mission, and it has the church. - Author: James Emery White

#104. Everything else will fall into place. Just live your life. - Author: Emery Lord

#105. Younger girls stand with their moms alongside countless girls our age in matching outfits - blazers and horseshoe necklaces and ballet flats. - Author: Emery Lord

#106. Emery cut in impatiantly, "For crying out loud. Who do you think you are, Nancy Drew?"
Hey," I snapped, because no one sniped at my sister but me, and Mark echoed with a stern "Chill, dude."
Phin was unperturbed. "Those books were highly unrealistic. Do you have any idea how much brain damage a person would have if she were hit on the head and drugged with chloroform that often? - Author: Rosemary Clement-Moore

#107. The incarnation, passion, and resurrection of the Son do not modify the Trinity. In becoming man, the Son 'enhanced human nature without diminishing the divine.' 'Even when the Word takes a body from Mary, the Trinity remains a Trinity, with neither increase nor decrease. It is forever perfect. - Author: Gilles Emery

#108. Her laugh sounds like wind chimes. - Author: Emery Lord

#109. To the deepest, most cellular level of my being, I resent people who believe that depression is the same as weakness, that "sad" people must be coddled like helpless toddlers. - Author: Emery Lord

#110. No matter what heaven you believe in, your time on this earth will end. What I'm saying is that you should listen - really listen - to the slosh of the waves and the distant call of Pacific birds. You should feel a boy's pulse against your cheek; you should fill your lungs with ocean air. While you can, I mean. You should do these things while you still can. - Author: Emery Lord

#111. At times a jolting revelation overtakes one in a crushing, incapacitating wave, and at others, it unsettles one in slow, subtle, stages – this is how Lady Susannah came undone - in measured moments of increasing comprehension. - Author: Emery Lee

#112. We know there are three little words branded inside my heart: Jonah was here. - Author: Emery Lord

#113. I think about boats, how they're powerful but so delicate compared to the fickle sea. I think about lighthouses, about safe mooring and how easy it is to crash. - Author: Emery Lord

#114. That's cold, Ems. You know you're supposed to save your lunches for me."
"And like I told you last time, my lunches want to see other people. - Author: Melyssa Winchester

#115. Fill yourself up with love. Become a whole being on your own.
Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot.
Live for yourself and be happy on your own. - Author: Emery Allen

#116. I wasn't even looking for him, so why do I feel found? - Author: Emery Lord

#117. Should have, should have, should have. I'm sick of those words biting at my ankles no matter where I walk. - Author: Emery Lord

#118. Okay," he said, leaning closer to me. "I have a proposition for you." Dear God, let it be marriage, I thought. - Author: Emery Lord

#119. Everyone needs someone who believes in them. I believe in you … Just like you always did for me, even when I didn't deserve it. Even when I didn't acknowledge it, I saw you, Scarlett. I always saw you. - Author: Emery Rose

#120. And just like that, we're on our way to everywhere - Author: Emery Lord

#121. When I'm with you, I see all the colors. And I'm not scared of the darkness, because there's so much light inside you too. When you let me see you, really see you, there's nothing in this world more beautiful than you, Killian."
"It's not beautiful inside me. It's a fucked-up place to live."
"I'd rather live there, with you, than anywhere else on the planet. - Author: Emery Rose

#122. The buggy should be here soon. Do you have your suitcase packed?"

"So eager to get rid of me?"

"Eager?" he repeated, rolling back the sleeves of his favorite indigo coat. "My kitchen will be empty in two days and I'll be forced to purchase my own groceries. How could I be eager for that?"

Ceony smiled and scooped out more egg. "You could always have Jonto cook your meals."

In fact, Emery once had tried to get Jonto to cook his meals. It had taken the paper magician two days to reconstruct the right hand and arm of the paper skeleton, which had burned off after Jonto attempted to light the coals in the oven.

"I'll be sure to stock up on sandwich supplies," Emery murmured.

And all you'll miss is the food, hm?"

His eyes glimmered. "I may miss the mid-night companionship."

Ceony flushed. "Emery Thane!" That was one time.

Emery just chuckled, the cursed man. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#123. It's been the longest time
Since I've been in this place,
Where I spend my whole day
Hoping I'll see your face.
Then I script things to say,
And maybe what you'd say back.
You don't know it yet,
But, girl, it's a fact

That I can see us
Staying up late,
Talking all night,
But I guess I'll have to wait.
'Cause it's brand-new,
Yeah, I know we just met.
I want to be there with you,
But not just yet.

Girl, you've got that look,
Like you're hard to impress.
So I'm bumbling with words,
'Cause my mind is a mess.
You were out of the blue
And you caught me by surprise,
With a slight smile, that long stare,
And a challenge in your eyes

I could feel all this
In that single look,
Like you could see my soul.
You could read me like a book,
And I think it's something.
Though I know we just met,
I'm gonna get there with you.
You just don't know it ... yet. - Author: Emery Lord

#124. Every once in a while, her temper flashes. It's like she's exhausted from beating down her demons. - Author: Emery Lord

#125. Emery gives me a rock that she's colored on. She whispers in my ear. You can smash people's fingers with it when they're mean. - Author: Jillian Dodd

#126. Are you delusional Sonya? Your Robert may not seem to be going through a crisis because he's secretly banging his secretary or whatever other bitch wants to give up that pussy. Don't let him fool you. He's not complaining about you not giving it up because he's getting sniz on the reg - Author: Jane Emery

#127. Those times you feel lost and afraid and weak - those are your moments for a breakthrough. Hidden beneath those dark moments is your power. Take those weak moments and make them powerful. Make them matter, Jackson. Make them count. - Author: Brittainy C. Cherry

#128. It's an understandable impulse, to be on the floor when everything is falling apart, like you just want to feel the solid ground beneath you. When you're on the floor, there's nowhere farther to fall. - Author: Emery Lord

#129. When you loved someone, you don't run away, and you don't leave them when things get hard or messy or fucked-up. When you love someone, you fight for them. And I will always fight for Eden. - Author: Emery Rose

#130. If I could stay
in one moment of time
it would be this one –

You sitting across the room
with the warm lamplight soaking you,

looking at me
the way softened and still hungry people do. - Author: Emery Allen

#131. Seattle. It rains there a lot." Well, this is going great. Conversationalist of the Year. I'll just continue to recite basic facts about US cities until she wants to go out with me. - Author: Emery Lord

#132. Inofrmation without application is useless - Author: Kevin Ross Emery

#133. Like you had been drowning, and the book was air. - Author: Emery Lord

#134. Hasn't Daybreak shown me, day after day, that people can outlast unbelievable pain? That human hearts are like noble little ants, able to carry so much more weight than you'd expect. - Author: Emery Lord

#135. Here is something I never expected to feel: love at first sight for an entire family. But life suprises you. It tells you to close your eyes and blow out the candles, and then sometimes smashes your face into the cake before you can even make a wish. But! Sometimes, every once in a while, you get your wish in. You wish for a boy to spend the summer with, and instead life gives you his whole beauiful family. - Author: Emery Lord

#136. You cannot fault a captain for wanting to know about his crew."
"And you cannot fault a thief for keeping secrets out of reach."
"You have trouble with trust, Delilah Bard. - Author: V. E. Schwab

#137. We've always fought for each other. When one of us lays down our sword, the other picks it up and goes to battle. - Author: Emery Rose

#138. I dig the toe of my shoe into the dirt. "It's complicated."
"Is it? Most complicated things in life are actually pretty simple at the core. We put so much extra nonsense in the middle that we can't even see how easy it really is. - Author: Emery Lord

#139. Like a wounded soldier
Trudging the old road home,
But I ain't the old me,
And I walk this path alone.
I'm battle-worn, I'm battle-torn
With these scars inside my chest,
Kept up that happy face for you,
To hide that I'm a mess.

But I gave you every ounce of fight in me,
And I have no regrets.
If I was going to lose you,
At least I lost you to my best.
But it felt so wrong,
So tangled up in blue,
Like that old Dylan song,
Like I don't know who I am,
Now that you're gone.

But I lived through the pain.
Now I see the other side.
Now I know that life's too short
To shut myself down and hide.
I'm battle-torn, but I'm battle-born.
These scars are part of me.
I got nothing left but what I've learned,
And I'll use that, and you'll see,

I can still give every ounce of fight in me,
Till I have no regrets,
Because if I'm going to lose someone,
I'm gonna lose her to my best.
And I'll be strong,
When a hard rain's a-gonna fall,
Like that old Dylan song,
You're the reason I stand tall,
And that will never be gone. - Author: Emery Lord

#140. I'm not sure why I feel lonely instead of just alone. - Author: Emery Lord

#141. I felt so sad that it felt like my rib cage was collapsing in on itself. - Author: Emery Lord

#142. A rigid old tree like me--it snaps in a raging storm. The pliant tree bends in the rain and survives. - Author: Emery Lord

#143. Oh, you know I'm only human;
I bend and fall and break
You cut me and I bleed
I'm a mess for you to make
So forget the words and give me deeds
My heart was yours to take. - Author: Emery Lord

#144. Ryan Chase was my eighth-grade collage, aspirational and wide-eyed. But Max was the first bite of grilled cheese on a snowy day, the easy fit of my favorite jeans, that one old song that made it onto every playlist. Peanut-butter Girl Scout cookies instead of an ornate cake. Not glamorous or idealized or complicated. Just me. - Author: Emery Lord

#145. Love extra, even if it means you hurt extra,too - Author: Emery Lord

#146. We're born alone, and we die alone. - Author: Emery Lord

#147. I want to reach back into my history with a grade-school pink eraser, scrubbing away my decisions like mistakes on a math test. To bad I drew my mistakes in ink. - Author: Emery Lord

#148. But life is not evens and odds and solving for x. And sadness? Sadness is an equation made of all variables. - Author: Emery Lord

#149. I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul. This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much. - Author: Emery Allen

#150. I don't remember that." He shook his head. "Of course you don't. You were in another world, completely occupied with whatever you were reading. - Author: Emery Lord

#151. This is the currency of friendship, traded over years and miles, and I hope it's an even exchange someday. For now, I do what all best friends do when there's nothing left to say. We lie together in all the darkness, shoulder to shoulder, and wait for the worst to be over. - Author: Emery Lord

#152. But my mom says the best revenge is living well, and I believe her. - Author: Emery Lord

#153. But the point is that trying to make things better sometimes makes us better, too. The point is I'm trying to create good things in the midst of the bad. Grief or no grief. And in my case, it's still somewhere in between. - Author: Emery Lord

#154. I think I've loved you since that first day. - Author: Emery Lord

#155. Girl, you're as hot as your temper,
And you won't let me through.
But I think you would be good for me.
I know I'd be good for you.
Oh, but then that night at the lake,
You said we'd be a mistake.
But you're wrong there, honey.
I'm a chance you wanna take.

Do you want me to beg you?
Do you want me to say please?
Then this song is the rest of my pride, girl,
This song is me down on my knees.
Just give in, give in to me, girl.
I'll give you everything I've got.
I won't give up, give up on you, girl,
Till you're giving me a shot.

So go on, pretend you can fight it,
Walk away like I'm not in your head.
Brush me off like I never cross your mind
At night as you lay down in bed.

Till you're giving me a shot.
C'mon, girl, give me a shot,
One shot.
I'll give you everything I've got... - Author: Emery Lord

#156. I'll be right back," she says, and as soon as she disappears into the next room, I feel like someone has yanked my social crutch out from under my arm. I'm floundering. All I can think about is Emery coming back so I can have someone to hide behind. - Author: Akemi Dawn Bowman

#157. Ask any man what his greatest weakness is, and if he's being honest, he will tell you it's a woman. Not just any woman. The one woman who is capable of bringing him to his knees. The one woman who has the power to destroy him. Rip his beating heart from his chest. Ruin him. I knew that Remy was capable for doing all those things.
My greatest weakness was, is, and always would be, her. - Author: Emery Rose

#158. In the farthest corner of the third floor, Jonto - Emery's skeletal paper butler - hung by a noose from a nail in the ceiling, hovering over a mess of rolled paper tubes, tape, and symmetrical cuts of paper. Emery, wearing his newest coat, a maroon-colored one, stood on a stool beside him, affixing a six-foot-long bat wing to Jonto's spine.

Ceony blinked, taking in the sight. She really shouldn't be surprised.

"I thought I had a few more years before I saw the angel of death," she said, folding her arms under her breasts. "Even just half of him. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#159. This past year has been a lesson in letting go and holding on, and I don't know what to make of it. I guess I do know this: find a best friend, and hang on tight. - Author: Emery Lord

#160. My heart has been broken by you so many times…so many times, Connor."
I pulled her into my arms and held her. She leaned into me, her cheek pressed against my chest. "Baby, please…I'll do whatever it takes to make this work. Anything."
"Anything?" she asked, her voice muffled.
"Anything that doesn't require letting you go. Because I don't know how to do that. I've never found a way. - Author: Emery Rose

#161. Even by my low standards, it was wrong to mess with my ex-girlfriend's little sister.
But when had I ever done the right thing? - Author: Emery Rose

#162. Sex was easy. Intimacy was hard for me. "If you look too closely, did too deep, you won't like what you find and that…scares the shit out of me. - Author: Emery Rose

#163. (From FORTUNE'S SON)
Philip had long ago begun drinking to excess, simply to obliterate the reality that he was half a man, living half a life. He had a title without the fortune, a wife that was no lover, and a lover, the only light in his darkened existence, who could never be his wife; thus, he drank ... drink and despair had made him reckless and rash. He'd gambled and he'd lost. Sunk in self-denigration, the cycle began anew; he drank.
Though aspiring for oblivion, he had only achieved piss-faced, when Lady Hastings had arrived after the race. The inevitable row had ensued, and then the world had retracted into blessed blackness. - Author: Emery Lee

#164. Careful, Jackson," she whispered, raking her fingers through her hair. "Summer's almost over, and you
shouldn't make my heart skip like that. - Author: Brittainy C. Cherry

#165. Yes, my boy, you are indeed much faster, bigger, and stronger than me and an altogether superior speciman of God's creation, but I have seen your like before. Only one of us can be master, and it won't be you. - Author: Emery Lee

#166. FROM A WILD NIGHT'S BRIDE by Victoria Vane:
His gaze glued to the bed, Ned made a mechanical backward retreat to the center of the room where he had a clearer prospect of its crowning glory. His vision rose to the top of the headboard, to the heraldic shield seated betwixt the carved figures of a lion and a unicorn. His gaze slid with dread to the engraved scroll beneath. Dieu Et Mon Driot. God and my right, the motto of the king. His chest seized. The room began to spin. He looked to Phoebe, aware that the blood was draining from his face, and that his voice emerged as a strangled sound. "May the same God save me ... for I'm going to be hung, drawn, and quartered for spending last night rutting in the King of England's bed!" coming April 27, 2012 from Breathless Press - Author: Emery Lee

#167. Hi, Ceony," he said. He then stiffened like a soldier and added, "Magician Thane, it's a pleasure to meet you finally."

Bennet took a few long strides and offered his hand to the paper magician, who stood taller in height by several inches. Emery shook the apprentice's hand with an amused twinkle in his eye. Bennet continued. "I've heard a great many things about you."

"And you still shook my hand?" Emery asked. "Your mother raised you well. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#168. She didn't know where the factory was, but she didn't need to - the city unfolded itself before her just as every other vision had, directing her toward Emery Thane, for she ran through the secrets of his heart. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#169. You can be okay again. Just a different kind of okay than before. - Author: Emery Lord

#170. Free diving is not entirely free: to go down you leave behind - Author: Brook Emery

#171. Sure, QuizBowl wasn't a cool activity to join and, yeah, the idea of answering difficult questions in front of an audience terrified me. But it wasn't anything like the fear that accompanied my drowning nightmare - harrowing and visceral. No, this fear made me feel fizzy. Hopeful.
In fact, this fear felt like waking up do discover I am still here. - Author: Emery Lord

#172. Mastery is a product of consistently going beyond our limits. - Author: Stewart Emery

#173. You are the only person who can build emotional barriers, but you're also the only person who can topple them. Other people can't knock down the walls you've built, no matter how much they love you. You have to tear them down yourself because there's something worth seeing on the other side. - Author: Emery Lord

#174. Rhy felt Alucard's eyes wandering slowly, hungrily, over him, and he blushed. The heat started in his face and spread down, through his collar, his chest, beneath shirt and belt. It was disconcerting; Rhy might not have magic, but when it came to conquests, he was used to holding the power - things happened at his whim, and at his pleasure. Now he felt that power falter, slip. In all of Ames, there was only one person capable of flustering the prince, of reducing him from a proud royal to a nervous youth, and that was Alucard Emery. Misfit. Rogue. Privateer. And royal. - Author: Victoria Schwab

#175. Do you want me to beg you? Do you want me to say please? Then this song is the rest of my pride, girl. This song is me down on my knees. - Author: Emery Lord

#176. He grinned. "I knew you loved me, Tessa."

Tessa's cheeks reddened. "One more word, and I WILL have Morgan give you the consent lecture. - Author: Emery Lord

#177. Have you reached the peak of the mountain?
Is it everything you'd hope it would be?
I think if we were trees we'd be willows and we'd let children swing on our branches.
I'm whispering into the air hoping you will hear me:
Your soul is my soul's home - Author: Emery Allen

#178. I can't surround myself with people who are hiding their pain beneath swagger and a grin. - Author: Emery Lord

#179. ... you know that Sunday-night feeling, where the dread of reality sinks in, that you've mismanaged your time and now the anxiety of homework and the wasteland of early mornings and school stretches ahead of you? Well, I hope he has that feeling every minute of every day of his entire life. - Author: Emery Lord

#180. And I want to be one of them. I want to be one of them so, so badly - to fit into this balance, their history, the wolf pack way of them. I see it now, why my mom wants that for me. I see how you can't help but want it, if you get close enough to witness a group of friends knitted together like this. - Author: Emery Lord

#181. Strawberry milk," I say, eyeing him as we head toward the counter. "Really."
He turns to me. "Do you have something to say about my snack selections?"
"Nope." I fall into line behind him. "I just didn't realize you were a middle-school girl going to a slumber party."
"And I," he says, plunking his strawberry-fest down on the counter, "didn't realize you were a soccer mom justifying her chocolate craving with the fact that raisins are a fruit. - Author: Emery Lord

#182. Emery was kneeling outside "gardening" when Ceony and Langston stepped through the illusion that masked the paper magician's house. He had positioned himself outside the curving garden of meticulously crafted paper flowers, and seemed to be replacing all the red, tulip-shaped flower heads with blue, lily-shaped ones. Fennel chewed on the discarded spells as Emery worked, crumpling them in his paper mouth and then spitting the balls into an overturned trash receptacle. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#183. Sometimes we get it wrong the first time. But you only have to get it right once. - Author: Emery Lord

#184. I wonder ... if people think of suicidal ideation as thoughts that are obviously sinister. If they assume the voice comes in a snake hiss or a demon's warped bass. Does it occur to them that it could sound like the friend who nudges you at a bad, crowded party and whispers, conspiratorially, "Hey, lets get out of here". Do [they] consider how well you have to know yourself to see that moment for what it is and whisper back, "You are not my real friend". - Author: Emery Lord

#185. I may be stumbling through these steps, but at least I'm stumbling forward. - Author: Emery Lord

#186. I would prefer to direct without also starring in the same project. - Author: Julie Ann Emery

#187. Because I've recently learned, in a very painful way, that life is short. And I don't want to waste my time with anyone who would make me feel...happy enough." He pauses,searching my face. "I'd rather duke it out with someone who makes me feel everything. - Author: Emery Lord

#188. I'm going to spend my whole summer changing the expressions on Jonah Daniels's face. - Author: Emery Lord

#189. It's easiest to disguise what you're doing when you're shuffling or dealing," Emery explained, "or when your opponent is distracted by something that's cooking in the kitchen."
Ceony opened her mouth to protest, but instead closed it and shot him a disapproving look. He had won the game last Tuesday when Ceony had cinnamon rolls in the oven. She had been worried they would burn. Perhaps that's why Emery never kept the money she lost, regardless of the amount. The cheater. - Author: Charlie N. Holmberg

#190. I want to find her in this sadness the way she did for me.
...
I have the overpowering urge to make comfort food for her. This is a legacy my dad left me. The hardwired impulse to feed people. - Author: Emery Lord

#191. The house of cards had fallen, but I was still standing, and Eden was still standing by my side. Despite everything, she loved my fucked-up self and accepted me exactly as I was. I had nothing to hide from her anymore, and I'd never known this kind of freedom. - Author: Emery Rose

#192. This Flower That Eats Me"

Every poem
sounds the same after a while.
A gentle urge for you to understand
without anybody forcing you to.
Every poem is saying
I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you.
Even when it only says
This flower has bloomed,
this sharp, red flower.
This flower that eats me. - Author: Emery Allen

#193. Knowing what happens is different from knowing how it happens. And the getting there is the best part. - Author: Emery Lord

#194. There should be a word for this feeling: spectacularity or burstsomeness. - Author: Emery Lord

#195. There can be a lot of waiting around on any film set. - Author: Julie Ann Emery

#196. The reality is that if you always do what you've always done, you'll always be where you've always been. - Author: James Emery White

#197. Beginning again gets easier with each step. - Author: Emery Lord

#198. That's the thing they never tell you about love stories: just because one ends, that doesn't mean it failed. A cherry pie isn't a failure just because you eat it all. It's perfect for what it is, and then it's gone. And exchanging the truest parts of yourself--all the things you are--with someone? What a slice of life. One I'll carry with me into every single someday. - Author: Emery Lord

#199. I didn't want to be broken anymore. I didn't want her to be left to pick up the pieces. She deserved better than that. - Author: Emery Rose

#200. Our town was too big for people to know everything about you, but just small enough to clench down on one defining moment like teeth on prey. Won the spelling bee in fourth grade? You are Dictionary Girl forever. Laughed a little too hard in sixth grade? You will still be the Guy Who Peed His Pants as you walk across the stage to receive your diploma.

And I was the Girl Whose Boyfriend Drowned. - Author: Emery Lord