01c. 1976 ADHe stepped back and threw his arms out."I'm always crazy around you Rose. Here, I'm going to write an impromptu poem for you."He tipped his head back and shouted to the sky:"Rose is in redBut never in blueSharp as a thornFights like one too.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
02c. 1976 ADDimitri is dead," she said. It was a statement, not a question, but she was looking to me for confirmation. I wondered if I'd given away something, some hint that there was still more to the story. Or maybe she just needed the certainty of those words. And for a moment, I considered telling them that Dimitri was dead. It was what the Academy would tell them, what the guardians would tell them. It would be easier on them...but somehow, I couldn't stand to lie to them—even if it was a comforting lie. Dimitri would have wanted the whole truth, and his family would too. "No," I said, and for a heartbeat, hope sprang up in everyone's faces—at least until I spoke again. "Dimitri's a Strigoi.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
04c. 1976 ADanger based on calculated reason is more dangerous than anger based on blind hateRichelle Mead / quote ↗
05c. 1976 ADYou can crawl back to whatever hole you live in and fuck your landlord for rent.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
06c. 1976 ADBut each time you use spirit, you're more likely to go crazy.”“Already crazy about you, Sage.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
07c. 1976 ADDo you know what I see in you now? The usual aura. A steady golden yellow, healthy and strong, with spikes of purple here and there. But when I do this. . . .”He rested a hand on my hip, and my whole body tensed up. That hand moved around my hip, slipping under my shirt to rest on the small of my back. My skin burned where he touched me, and the places that were untouched longed for thatRichelle Mead / quote ↗
08c. 1976 ADI know I’m not supposed to say this,” he said. “But I think I love you more than ever.”I took his hand and tried not to think about how happy his words made me.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
09c. 1976 ADIt doesn’t matter,” said Adrian, smiling. He rested a hand on my shoulder. “Some things are worth the trouble.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
10c. 1976 ADRose was so full of life and passion that sometimes she seemed more human than I was.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
11c. 1976 ADMy God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?"That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. "What about them?""The color," he breathed. "When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those..." He reached toward me but then pulled back. "They're beautiful. You're beautiful.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
12c. 1976 ADShe sat up, cheeks flushed and golden hair tousled. She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache. I always wished desperately that I could paint her in these moments and immortalize that look in her eyes. There was a softness in them that I rarely saw at other times, a total and complete vulnerability in someone who was normally so guarded and analytical in the rest of her life. But although I was a decent painter, capturing her on canvas was beyond my skill. She collected her brown blouse and buttoned it up, hiding the brightness of turquoise lace with the conservative attire she liked to armor herself in. She’d done an overhaul of her bras in the last month, and though I was always sad to see them disappear, it made me happy to know they were there, those secret spots of color in her life.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
13c. 1976 ADDo you think I'm pretty?”He regarded me with utter seriousness, like he always did. "I think you're beautiful.”"Beautiful?”"You are so beautiful, it hurts me sometimes.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
14c. 1976 ADThe only thing true about what you just said was the storybook damsel part - and that only because you're pretty enough to be one.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
15c. 1976 ADBecause...Beacause it's so good, and there's only one chance to read a book for the first time, and I want it to last. That experience. I'd finish it in a day otherwise, and that'd be like...like eating a carton of ice cream in one sitting. Too much richness over too quickly. This way, I can draw it out. Make the book last longer. Savor it. I have to since they don't come out that often.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
16c. 1976 ADIn an undertone, I murmured, "This isn't over. I won't give up on you.""I've given up on you," he said back, voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
17c. 1976 ADWhile I'm fine with you two dating and being happy, please try not to break his heart too much when the time comes.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
18c. 1976 ADI spent the rest of the day doing little more than that. I skipped dinner. I shed a few tears. But mostly, I just sat on my bed thinking and growing more and more depressed. I also discovered the only thing worse than imagining Dimitri and Tasha together was remembering when he and I had been together. He would never touch me again like that, never kiss me again…Richelle Mead / quote ↗
20c. 1976 ADOf course, some might argue that one can never know what's in the heart of a woman— For they are strange and mysterious creatures,and a man must be a mind reader if he ever wishes to make them happy.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
21c. 1976 ADAfter the bitching I'd done to Abe about going to remote, crappy places, I should have been excited about the prospect of going to Sin City.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
23c. 1976 ADNo, I thought. Not just Hell. Really, Heaven was just as guilty. What kind of group could advocate goodness and not allow its members to love?Richelle Mead / quote ↗
24c. 1976 ADI don't think most people take honest well. They prefer the games. They want to believe the pretty lies.Richelle Mead / quote ↗
