417 Quotes by Victoria Schwab

WESLEY AYERS is the stranger in the halls of the Coronado. He is the Keeper in the garden who shares my secret. He is the boy who reads me books. He is the one who teaches me how to touch.

Plenty of humans were monstrous, and plenty of monsters knew how to play at being human.

Victor didn’t want to run while Eli was busy trying to fly.

You’re trying to block out every bit of noise. But people are made of noise, Mac. The world is full of noise. And finding quiet isn’t about pushing everything out. It’s just about pulling yourself in.

Rule number six of friendship, Jacob. Friends don’t leave friends in the dark.

The absence of pain led to an absence of fear, and the absence of fear led to a disregard for consequence.

For my eleventh birthday, Mom and Dad gave me my camera, the vintage one you already know about, with a purple strap and an old-school flash and an aperture that you rotate by hand. All the kids at school use their phones as cameras – but I wanted something solid, something real. It was love at first.

No offense, Cass, but I don’t care about Lara’s inner Hufflepuff.

Rituals were funny things. People thought of them as either elaborate formulas, magic spells, or compulsions drilled into the subconscious by months or years of repetition. But really, ritual was just a fancy word for habit. A thing that became easier to do than not do. And habits were simple – especially bad ones, like letting people in.