214 Quotes About Sydney-sage

Sorry, Sage. Last I checked, you aren’t an expert insocial matters...""At least I take action. You? You let the world go bywithout you. You have no spine. You don’t fight back."“You don’t know the first thing about me, Adrian Ivashkov. I fight back plenty.

Damn, you have no idea what I have been through today.""Actually I have a pretty good idea.

The ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. ‘You’re always the voice of reason. Just try listening to yourself once in a while.

You aren't going to go crazy," I said firmly. "You're stronger than you think. The next time you feel that way, find something to focus on, to remind you of who are." "Like what? Got some magic object in mind?" "Doesn't have to be magic," I said. I racked my brain. "Here." I unfastened the golden cross necklace. "This has always been good for me. Maybe it'll help you." I set it in his hand, but he caught hold of mine before I could pull back

I didn’t care at this point and busied myself texting a message to Sydney on the Love Phone, letting her know that my art was a paltry thing compared to the brilliance of her beauty. She texted back: This is me rolling my eyes. To which I replied: I love you too.

Maybe I was in love, but I was still me, after all.

I know I’m not supposed to say this," he said. "But I think I love you more than ever.

You’re a terrible liar, boy,” Rand called after us.“Is he right?” I asked quietly, once we’d put some distance between the guest cabin and us.“That I’m a terrible liar? No. I’m a fantastic liar.

So,” I said at last, staring at my hands. “How’s, uh, your car?”“I left it out on the street. Figured it’ll be fine there while I’m gone.