946 Quotes by Tahereh Mafi

His smile is a vat of acid seeping into my skin.

Silence has stuffed itself into every corner of this building.

I mean, I’ve always known I had a great face. But now I know, like, for sure that I’ve got a great face. And it’s just so validating.

I like when he tells me that he likes the way I feel because it goes against what I’ve heard my entire life and I wish I could put his words in my pocket just to touch them once in a while and remind myself that they exist.

I’m so thirsty I could inhale a waterfall.

My heart is a field of lilies blooming under a pane of glass, pitter-pattering to life like a rush of raindrops.

Take me back,” I tell him, shifting a little. The world tilts and steadies all at once. “Alert the medics and have a bed prepared for our arrival. In the meantime, elevate my arm and continue applying direct pressure to the wound. The bullet has broken or fractured something, and this will require surgery.

I forget, sometimes, that there are people out there who still manage to smile everyday, despite everything.

I exaled a long, shaky breath and looked up at the wall. My mind was at war itself.