757 Quotes by Alexandra Bracken

There is nothing, not even a flicker of life in his face.

There needed to be a distance. The one thing the past few weeks had driven into me over and over was the more you got to know someome, the more you inevitably came to care about him or her. The lines between you became blurred, and when the separation came, it was excruciating to untangle yourself from that life. Even if I had wanted to tell them, there was no way to put that kind of pain into words. No way to make them understand.

Scars are tallies of the battles you’ve survived.

I think there’s some part of everyone, Psi or not, that’s tuned into the memories of a place. Strong feelings, especially terror and desperation, leave an imprint on the air on the air that echo back to whoever’s unlucky enough to walk through that place again. It felt like the darkness was stroking beneath my chin with a beckoning finger, whispering to me to lean forward and know its secrets.

Mind the hour, mind the date, and find that path which does not run straight.

Athena wasn’t at her most terrifying when her skin was flushed with fury, or she was snarling deadly promises. It was in moments like this one, when her eyes cooled and her body went still with a predator’s confidence that nothing would escape it.

It’s okay to pretend to be braver than you are.

Look at what it’s done to us. Zu’s crying face the other night floated to the forefront of my mind, only to be replaced by the memory of Chubs’s confession about the requirements of becoming a skip tracer; him being shot; Liam’s battered face – all of these were linked in my mind now. They’d never fade, not even in the afterlight of all of this.

I see it in colors,” I said. “A deep blue, fading into golds and reds – like fire on a horizon. Afterlight. It’s a sky that wants you to guess if the sun is about to rise or set.