288 Quotes by Nenia Campbell

I hope you nail the bastard.”So does he.

Hate me, then,” he breathed. “Break yourself into a thousand pieces and deny me each and every one of them. Because I am never letting you go.

Keep calm. You have the forest in your blood.

Mámá was fond of saying that nothing tastes as good as skinny feels—an aphorism I was pretty sure she'd cribbed from the thinspiration sites she subscribed to online—but I believed that anyone who said such things had never tasted chili-cheese fries with melted cheddar, fresh ground beef, and Tapatio sauce.

That's what I fear: being subtracted from myself. Negation. Forced against my will to become a beast.

She started life with a number, not a name. Class: S, No. 13295. She has them memorized by rote, though nobody ever calls her that. The Scientists feel foolish addressing her in long, bewildering strings of alphanumerics. They have told her so themselves. To save time, they simply call her “Snow.

Men who thought of themselves as gods fell the farthest, and the hardest.

The human body was nothing more than a well-oiled machine that was slowly burning itself out of fuel, ticking along until it returned to the inertia of nonexistence.

A story unwritten is without beginning or end. But in its potential lies another story; and in the heartbeat before pen meets page, both stories exist at once, reflecting endless permutations of the other, before one of them disappears forever.