417 Quotes by Victoria Schwab

It perplexed him, how someone about to play God could pray to Him, but it clearly didn’t bother his friend.

August stopped rolling the apple, closed the book, forced himself to sit still, even though a still body was a busy mind- something to do with the potential and kinetic energy, if he had to guess; all he knew was that he was a body in search of motion.

Wasn’t the point of being alive that you could choose?

Funny, she thought, that even monsters had fragile hearts.

Her bare feet land with light thuds like rain on stones.

People aren’t smart when it comes to the dead.

But the very first rule of friendship is don’t keep secrets.

We do what we have to. We become what we have to.

A horrible, heart-slamming-in-her-chest, run-run-run kind of scared. But her mother said there’s no outrunning Death or the devil, so she holds her ground and tells herself there’s more than one kind of quick in the world.