408 Quotes by Claudia Gray

You paint the truth, Marguerite, I don’t think you could work any other way.

Sometimes the memory of horror is worse than the horror itself.

Fate doesn’t guarantee us a happy ending.

I wonder how much of the rest of his clothes I could convince him to take off, then wonder where that thought came from. Well I guess I know.

If I’m going to meet the devil you better believe I’m wearing Dior.

It was as if something snapped in two deep inside me. My parents – the people I’d loved the most in the world, the ones I’d always told all my secrets to, the ones I’d wanted to hide with far away from the rest of the world. They had lied, and I couldn’t imagine why. It couldn’t possibly matter why.

My parents would call it genetics. To me it seems like alchemy – the luminous space between science and magic.

They say “time heals,” but even now, I know that’s a lie. What people really mean is that eventually you’ll get used to the pain. You’ll forget who you were without it; you’ll forget what you looked like without your scars.

I’ve been thinking.” She pretended to mull the question over. “What if I decided to go flying around the galaxy with some scoundrel?” Han raised his eyebrows and pointed toward his own chest. Leia laughed. “Unless you had another scoundrel in mind.” “Hey, hey. I’m the only scoundrel up for the job.” He shook his head in – surprise? Disbelief? Leia wasn’t sure. What mattered most was the warmth in his smile. Even if Han wasn’t convinced she intended to do this, he liked the idea. Down.