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"Grace stopped in the door, dimly silhouetted by the dull gray morning light, and looked back at me, at my eyes, my mouth, my hands, in a way that made something inside me knot and unknot unbearably.I didn't think I belonged here in her world, a boy stuck between two lives, dragging the dangers of the wolves with me, but when she said my name, waiting for me to follow, I knew I'd do anything to stay with her."
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"Would he ever come back? He wondered. The water filled his ears with its own rush, and he was comforted by the realization that, in fact, he never left."
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"I travel to know where I fit into the world, and where I don't."
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"Not to look back or feel sad about things, that home is wherever I am."
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"Grace stopped in the door, dimly silhouetted by the dull gray morning light, and looked back at me, at my eyes, my mouth, my hands, in a way that made something inside me knot and unknot unbearably.I didn't think I belonged here in her world, a boy stuck between two lives, dragging the dangers of the wolves with me, but when she said my name, waiting for me to follow, I knew I'd do anything to stay with her."
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"Before, I wanted to say: "I found love!" But now, I want to say: "I found a person. And he belongs to me and I belong to him."
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"Where ever you are accepted, stay there."
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"I'm not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I'm not sure that I want to wake up."
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"If where you are is worthwhile then where you are from doesn't matter."
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"Nothing belongs to itself anymore. These trees are yours because you once looked at them. These streets are yours because you once traversed them. These coffee shops and bookshops, these cafA©s and bars, their sole owner is you. They gave themselves so willingly, surrendering to your perfume. You sang with the birds and they stopped to listen to you. You smiled at the sheepish stars and they fell into your hair. The sun and moon, the sea and mountain, they have all left from heartbreak. Nothing belongs to itself anymore. You once spoke to Him, and then God became yours. He sits with us in darkness now to plot how to make you ours. K.K."
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"Sure, Nico had mixed emotions about the camp. He'd felt rejected there, out of place, unwanted and unloved - but now that it was on the verge of destruction, he realized how much it meant to him. This was the last place Bianca and he had shared as a home " the only place they'd ever felt safe, even if only temporarily."
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"Way back before you were born, Calla and Persephone and I were messing around with things we probably shouldn't have been messing around with--""Drugs?""Rituals. Are you messing around with drugs?""No. But maybe rituals""Drugs might be better."
Curiosity
"Fate," Blue replied, glowering at her mother, "is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast."
Destiny
"It's rude to stare, but the great thing about staring at a sedated person is that they don't know you're doing it."
Humor
"Gansey always thought that, after dark, it felt like anything could happen. At night, Henrietta felt like magic, and at night, magic felt like it might be a terrible thing."
Mystery
"I whisper like the sea in the horse's ear."
Metaphor
"Memories are like dreams. You remember how you got to the front of the classroom with no clothes on."
Memory
"His heart hurt with the wanting of it, the hurt no less painful for being difficult to explain."
Emotion
"A symptom," Brendan said, as if love were a disease only humans could catch. But there was something like fondness or respect in his voice. "You're both fools."
Love
"What? he asked in a low voice."You looked like you spent your last joy bill.He hissed, "What does that even mean?"I don't know. I was just trying it out."Well, it doesn't work. It doesn't make sense. And anyway, I've got plenty of joy bills. Loads.Helen said, "What's happening there on your phone?"A very small joy debit.His older sister's smile shone brightly. "You see, it does work. Now, did you or did you not need to get out of that room?Gansey inclined his head in slight acknowledgment. Gansey siblings knew each other well."You're so welcome, Helen said. "Let me know if you need me to write a joy check."I really don't think it works."
Humor
"He was kind. People bothered him. He thought we should be more concerned with the world around us and how our actions would affect things years down the road."
Ethics
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