Kami Garcia

She was rage and vengeance, wrath and malice, in beautifully twisted human form.

Evil doesn't always have one face, Ethan.

If you could imagine the color of anger, it had been splashed over every wall. Rage, something dense and seething, was hanging from every chandelier, resentment woven into thick carpets padding the room, hatred flickering underneath every lampshade. The floor was bathed in a creeping shadow, a particular darkness that had seeped up into the walls.......

Theres something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are. The stars look like they're close, like you could reach out and touch them. But you cant because sometimes things look alot closer than they seem

Darkness does not leave up as easily as we would hope.

When you look up/ Do you see the blue sky of what might be / Or the darkness of what will never be? / Do you see me?Kami Garcia/Margaret Stohl

One thing I__ realized in the last year was that there were some things no one could give you permission to do. All the same, it didn__ mean you couldn__ or shouldn__ do them_ particularly when it came to the big things, like saving the world, or journeying to a supernatural seam between realities, or bringing your boyfriend back from the dead.

Coming into your powers can be a very confusing time. Perhaps there is a book on the subject. If you like, we can go see Marian."Yeah, right. Choices and Changes. A Modern Girl's Guide to Casting. My Mom Wants to Kill Me: A Self-Help Book For Teens.

I'm not even sure we remembered to kiss. What we had went deeper than a kiss

There's something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are.

Her eyes were like the sea before a storm on the Carolina coast.

Her voice, unfolding like a tiny bright memory in the darkest, furthest corner of my mind.

The stuffs you're good at and the stuffs you're bad at are just different parts of the same thing. Same goes for people you love and the people you don't. And the people who love you and the people who don't. The only thing that mattered was that you cared about a few people.

My body was jerking and shaking, and I remembered John when he was in the Tunnels with Lena. The weird jerking and twitching he seemed unable to control.Was this what it felt like to be in the grip of Abraham Ravenwood?

I am the Lilum. Time. Truth. Destiny. The Endless River. The Wheel of Fate. You do not command me.

Because if I lost her, I would be lost, too.

Maybe magic wasn__ the magic thing, when you grew up with it

Love is a spell created by mortals