If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?
Reparations,” said Jem very suddenly, setting down the pen he was holding. Will looked at him in puzzlement. “Is this a game? We just blurt out whatever word comes next to mind? In that case mine is ‘genuphobia’. It means an unreasonable fear...
It's too late," she said. "Don't say that." His voice was half a whisper. "I love you, Tessa. I love you.
Jem is nothing but goodness. That he struck you last night only shows how capable you are of driving even saints to madness.
When Will truly wants something,” said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something — he can break your heart.
Will has always been the brighter burning star, the one to catch attention — but Jem is a steady flame, unwavering and honest. He could make you happy.
He bent to put his cheek against hers. His breath against her ear made her shudder with each deliberately spoken word. "I have wanted to do this," he said, "every moment of every hour of every day that I have been with you since the day I met you.
James, you are all the family I have. I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If it were not for you, I would be dead a hundred times over these past five years. I owe you everything, and if you cannot believe I have empathy, per...
Will looked as if he were being asked to believe in something impossible—snow in summertime, a London winter without rain.
As dull as Nate Gray is," Will said, "his head is not actually filled with gears, Henry. He's a human.
Is this a game? We just blurt out whatever word comes next to mind? In that case mine's 'genuphobia'. It means an unreasonable fear of knees." "What's the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots?" inqired Jessamine.
There's always the dinner rolls," said Will, pointing to a covered basket. "Though I warn you, they're as hard as stones. You could use them to kill black beetles, if any beetles bother you in the middle of the night.
...If you'd like to go back in there and try kicking him, I recommend aiming upward and a bit to the left--
Trains are great dirty smoky things," said Will. "You won't like it." Tessa was unmoved. "I won't know if I like it until I try it, will I?" "I've never swam naked in the Thames, but I know I wouldn't like it.
We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I ...
Our souls are knit. We are one person, James.
I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.
I am not the one of us who has no heart.
