Mía Carstairs > Mía's Quotes

“Do you think a life has any value if one doesn’t leave some mark upon the world?”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“What is a person, if not the marks they leave behind?”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“I prefer to think of it as redistribution of matter.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“There is no pretending," Jace said with absolute clarity. "I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“My house. My chair. My woman.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“What’s her name?” I asked Mrs. Compton. “His,” Dad corrected me. “He’s a boy, honey.” Suddenly, everything made sense. “That’s why he’s so ugly.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Cruel Winter with You

“You’re not a problem, Misery. You’re a privilege.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride

“When I finally kiss you, there won’t be any doubt in your mind that it is real.”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception

“You could be my entire world,” he whispers in my ear before moving to my collarbone. “If you let me.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Bold of you to assume that the real me is my best hand.”
“Foolish of you to think it isn’t.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Scarlett.” His fingers come up to my chin. Grab it gently, but tight. “The only time wasted is time we are apart.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Deep End

“She’s not an easy person; she’s like me, Peeta always says. But she was smarter than me, or luckier.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“If I cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“Kiss me again,” he says, drunk and foolish. “Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“Tell me again what you said at the revel,” he says, climbing over me, his body against mine.

“What?” I can barely think.

“That you hate me,” he says, his voice hoarse. “Tell me that you hate me.”

“I hate you,” I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”

He kisses me harder.

“I hate you,” I breathe into his mouth. “I hate you so much that sometimes I can’t think of anything else.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“For if the modern mind is whimsical and discursive, the classical mind is narrow, unhesitating, relentless. It is not a quality of intelligence that one encounters frequently these days. But though I can digress with the best of them, I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Sometimes it feels like I didn't even exist before that. Like you invented me.”
― Emily Henry, People We Meet on Vacation