129 Quotes by Emma Cline

We licked batteries to feel a metallic jolt on the tongue, rumored to be one-eighteenth of an orgasm.

I envied Victor’s certainty, the idiot syntax of the righteous. This belief – that the world had a visible order, and all we had to do was look for the symbols – as if evil were a code that could be cracked.

Life a continuous backing away from the edge.