91 Quotes by Jessica Khoury

The will of this boy thief flows in golden streams. It is the thread with which I weave, the colors with which I paint, the element with which I create.

A kind of childlike purity to her repose that made the thought of kissing her seem vile.

Everytime he looked at her she felt brighter inside, and she yearned to keep his attention, to hold his gaze.

I’m sorry,” I whisper.He takes my face in his hands. “I’m not. I’m not sorry I met you. I’m not sorry I fell in love with you. I have no regrets, Zahra, and neither should you. I love you.

If people could fall apart, why couldn't they fall back together?

Use your wish,” I whisper to Aladdin, opening my eyes. “Please.”“If I do,” he replies softly, “I’ll lose you.

Well, that's the thing, isn't it? Everyone always blames the monster--but no one ever blames the one who created it. Isn't that right?" He sneered at Moira's limp form. "Tell me, who is the monster? The creation or the creator? It has to start somewhere.

The answer cannot be found. That should be my new life motto.

Because when you love someone, that's what you do - you get involved.