Quotes by Marie Lu

He is beauty, inside and out.He is the silver lining in a world of darkness.He is my light.

I dont know if anyones ever told you this, he begins. He doesnt blush, and his eyes dont dart away. Instead I find myself staring into a pair of oceans - one perfect, the other blemished by that tiny ripple. Youre very attractive. catches me off guard. But it startles me so much that without thinking I blurt out, I could say the same about you. I pause. In case you didnt know.A slow grin spreads across his face. Oh, trust me. I know.

Forever and ever, kid, until youre sick and tired of seeing me.

Love is illogical, love had consequences--I did this to myself, and I should be able to take it.

Day leans in toward me. He reaches up to touch my face. I can tell it still hurts him to use his fingers, and his nails are dark with dried blood. Youre brilliant, he says. But youre a fool to stay wish someone like me.I close my eyes at the touch of his hand. Then were both fools.

Now, as we stand three feet apart and stare at each other, I feel the full distance that comes with spending so much time apart, a moment filled with the electricity of a first meeting and the uncertainty of strangers.

I scream for everything that has gone wrong. I scream for everything broken in our lives.

I always knew, on some level, that I wouldnt live long. Its simply not written in my stars.

The irony of life is that those who wear masks often tell us more truths than those with open faces.

Where I come from, were more about efficiency, he replies. A knife like thisll skewer food, smear butter, and slit throats all at the same time.

Well enough,” I reply. “Remember, you’re drunk. And happy. You’re supposed to be lusting over your escort. Try smiling a little more.” like I’m lusting? This is me, lusting.” His lashes flutter at me. better.

Tell me there is still good in the world. Tell me there is still hope for all of us.

To those who, in spite of everything, still choose goodness.

We are the children of gods and angels.

Time heals all wounds. But not this one. Not yet.

June laughs. I have to say, you look better than most people I see. Ive heard a lot about you.I hear about you a lot too, Eden replies in a rush, mostly from Daniel. He thinks youre really hot.

Fear motivates, more than love or ambition or joy. Fear is more powerful than anything else in the world. I have spent so long yearning for things—for love, for acceptance—that I do not really need. I need nothing except the submission that comes with fear. I do not know why it took me so long to learn this.

Fear is your sword

Don’t be afraid,” he says with a half smile. “You’re with me.” His hand tightens around my wrist, tugging me down again playfully. And this time, I feel safe enough to take a deep breath of my own and do as he says.

If I’ve learned anything from my past and my present, it’s the power of fear. You can give your subjects all the generosity in the world, and still they will demand more. But those who are afraid don’t fight back. I know this well enough.