214 Quotes About Sydney-sage

I wanted someone a little more approachable," I explained."What, like Captain McTropicalShorts back there? Where on earth did you find him anyway?""Just did an Internet search." Feeling a need to defend my research, I added, "He comes highly recommended.""By who? Long John Silver?

Escape plan number seventeen," I told her. "Run away and open a juice stand in Fresno.""Why Fresno?""Sounds like the kind of place people drink a lot of juice.

Why would you do that? Why would you act like you didn't know how to drive?" "Isn't it obvious, Sage? No, of course it isn't. I did it so I'd have a reason to be around you - one I knew you couldn't refuse

An image of Sydney's face appeared in my mind's eye, calm and lovely.I believe in you.My anxiety faded.I took a deep breath and met the gazes of all those watching me in the room.Who was I to do this?I was Adrian Ivashkov.And I was about to kick some ass.

I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.

Ivashkov," she repeated, her face the picture of serenity. "My name is Sydney Ivashkov.

Can you come over to Amberwood? I need you to help me break curfew and escape my dorm.”There were a few moments of silence. “Sage, I’ve been waiting two months to hear you say those words. You want me to bring a ladder?

Moroi shied from the sunlight but as I watched Sydney, I knew without a doubt that humans had been made for the sun.

The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically – yet skillfully – kissing you on top of silverware and china?