507 Quotes by Sarah Rees Brennan

She’d always thought she was sensible about romance: she hadn’t ever wanted any sort of wild destructive passion that would interfere with college applications. She had thought love would change the story she told about herself too much, that love would make her story less smart or less meaningful. She’d had Jared in her head all the time, though. She’d had love already. Only those who already had love could afford to dismiss it.

I’m not doing much, said Jared, warm in her mind, the amusement lingering. Just stuck in an elevator with this creepy Asian girl giving me a death glare.

She’d felt like being nice cost her something, even if it was just feeling a little bit lesser, every time she smiled without meaning to.