I don't know what to say to fill the silence. I don't know how to fix this. It seems wrong to leave him, but I have to. There's no compromise, no alternative. Things just weren't meant to be, which seems like a pansy-ass thing to say, until it happens to you.

I felt like a trophy child, someone he had around to show off. It felt like it was more important that his daughter was perfect—but, I was his daughter and I was neither of those things. I worked hard to get my grades, and I tried so hard to meet his expectations, but I failed. Over and over again, I fell short. I didn't measure up. That feeling never faded.

I just wished they'd see Mari, their daughter. I wished they saw how much I liked art and how much I didn't want to dedicate my life to something I wasn't passionate about.

What'd you think would happen when you died? That the prophecy would just be over and we'd all be like, oops, guess we got that one wrong?

You trusted me to do things that terrify you because it's what I needed. I can do the same for you. I can hold you. I can let you in.

When I met Millie, she was a hugger. She hugged over everything. I didn’t. We came to an agreement that hugs are reserved for prolonged partings and death. That’s it. At least, I thought that was our agreement. It seems like she’s figured out how to steal hugs more frequently. Millie’s turned into a hit and run hugger.

He was foolish enough to fall completely in love with someone who didn't think he had a heart.

His shirt is covered in my sorrow and stained with my tears.

That man has some seriously oversized ovaries. Can you say PMS? He barked at anyone and everyone before shoving his way outside.

That man has some seriously oversized ovaries. Can you say PMS? He braked at anyone and everyone before shoving his way outside.

Go fuck a monkey, Ferro. I don't have time for you or your fake sincerity.

I wanted to hate you, but I just couldn't.

There were many ways to lie without saying something that wasn't true. I was learning that the hard way.

You are who you are. Deal with it.

No matter what you do, you are that girl. It's how you become that girl that matters.

... I've run out of options. Stay with the lying psycho or work for the other lying psycho.

Sometimes things don't work out and the reason has nothing to do with you, or how good you are.

Everything I touch dies in my hand and the same thing's happening to you. You were vibrant when I met you, and now I've blanched the color from your cheeks and caused you nothing but pain.

You know that's why mermaids swim around topless all the time, right? It's because their boobs are too big and all bras are C shells.

There was no way to have a civilized conversation with that guy. It's like he was raised by giraffes or something.

Blood is power, and the heart consumed of one much loved is the most powerful thing of all. After all, what is love if you keep your heart?

Don’t make me climb across this desk and slap you, because I will.

Brie's expiration date on revenge was never.

I've tired so hard to stay away from you, buy your soul is so powerful. It can't be ignored. It calls to me. It's like trying to resist every lust you've ever suffered - all at once. I feel that every time I see you.

Those guards are going to be all sorts of pissed when they find out they've been following a bunny rabbit.

Light and dark ain't supposed to mix. They're like broccoli and chocolate - just nasty when you put them together - but that appears to be what's happening with you

If you do what you’ve always done, you get what you’ve always gotten. If you want something different, then make something different.