Heather Lyons Quotes & Sayings

Love should be easy, and yet it's the most complicated emotion of all, isn't it? — Heather Lyons

Love, it seems, can be drawn from a bottomless well, and for many different kinds of thirst. "I'm — Heather Lyons

Someone should write a book about how Alice Liddell from Wonderland falls in love with Huckleberry Finn. I might rather want to read that book. — Heather Lyons

Knowledge is the sharpest of weapons. — Heather Lyons

Knowledge is always one of the fiercest of advantages a lady can have. — Heather Lyons

Words so easily and yet unfortunately uttered by many, be it to express their appreciation of fried bits of potatoes to sports teams on the television. Words offered so frivolously about a variety of subjects and yet can be the most difficult, most painful, most meaningful, most cherished syllables we gift another person. — Heather Lyons

Time doesn't heal; or at least, it hasn't healed such wounds for me, no matter what i told him earlier. Time is just another captor of mine.
-Medusa — Heather Lyons

But even moments like these can't last forever. Because sooner rather than later, the gravity of our actions catches right back up with us and all the smiles disappear. — Heather Lyons

Etienne shoves Mac over and sits down across from me.
"The truth?"
Why do people always ask me that? What do they think I'm going to say? No, please lie to me. I like being in the dark.
"Obviously."

Lyons, Heather (2013-11-17). A Matter of Heart (Fate Series Book 2) (p. 173). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition. — Heather Lyons

Our combined beauty," Callie says seriously, hand pressed against her chest, "was too much for even a god to bear all at once."

Lyons, Heather (2013-11-17). A Matter of Heart (Fate Series Book 2) (p. 128). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition. — Heather Lyons

The world loves a good royal fairy story. — Heather Lyons

I am a monster. The worst kind of monster. The kind that people have told stories about for thousands of years. The kind that daredevils like poor Walt seek out, even though many believe I'm nothing more than a myth. — Heather Lyons

He is good and kind and honorable. He is my north star after being lost for too long. — Heather Lyons

Our great country has seen better days. That's the honest truth if there ever was one." "Are — Heather Lyons

you can have something, hold it in your hands or feel it in your bones, and still never understand the working mechanisms behind it." Isn't — Heather Lyons

She doesn't blame you. She knows this isn't your fault. It's not like on the day they were passing out Connections, you decided to hog two for yourself because you're a greedy bitch."

Lyons, Heather (2013-11-17). A Matter of Heart (Fate Series Book 2) (p. 320). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition. — Heather Lyons

Sometimes," he told me, "you can have something, hold it in your hands or feel it in your bones, and still never understand the working mechanisms behind it. — Heather Lyons

I tell myself: This time could be different. I rationalize: It's not like the past can be changed. I fear: I lost everything before. And yet... I hope. — Heather Lyons

Destinies, are like roads.
Relationships are much like destinies. Therefore, relationships are like roads.
Some roads are circular. They start at one spot and end in the same. Some roads fork and force. Their travelers to choose which way to go. Some roads go great distances. And then there are those that
end abruptly.
Who is to say that a short road is less meaningful than a long? — Heather Lyons

The truth is, yes, you were... altered for many years. But I think the worst thing you could do is pretend like it never happened. It did. Sometimes, terrible, awful things happen to people, things you can't predict or wish for differently that happen just the same. But you can't let them consume you. You can't wish it away. All you can do is pray you've learned from it, that it's made you stronger, and that you will move on. I bought this dress because it's beautiful, but also because it's you. I felt like if you wore it, embraced who you are and what you've been and done... it will help you move on. — Heather Lyons

Speaking of, Kellan texted me yesterday, while I was in Annar: So. Today, I didn't see you at school. In class. In History, even.

I'd been amazed to discover that apparently my cell phone coverage included Annar.

Lyons, Heather (2012-08-25). A Matter of Fate (Fate Series Book 1) (p. 118). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition. — Heather Lyons

If you focus too much on what others say about you, you lose sight of what you ought to be thinking about yourself. — Heather Lyons

Authors can only allow readers to learn so much about their characters. As much as they try to build someone three dimensionally on a page, words are still limited and subject to imagination and interpretation — Heather Lyons

too many suspicions or deeply seated feelings are scattered amongst memories better suited to watercolor paintings abandoned during rainstorms. — Heather Lyons

Women, men, children, old, young, straight, gay ... violence is not picky when it comes to its victims. And it's distressing, thinking of these other people, faceless yet dear to me. We are part of a group no sane person wants to join, and yet we are members anyway. We come from every walk of life, of every race and religion. There is no way to exit the group once we've joined; all we can do is try not to let it define us. — Heather Lyons

Without risks, we never really know if something's worth the trouble. — Heather Lyons

May you have the hindsight to know where you've been, the foresight to know where you are going, and the insight to know when you have gone too far. — Heather Lyons

Sometimes a girl just needs a partner who will help her grow rather than explode. — Heather Lyons

If this isn't a fairy tale, then I don't know what else to call it. — Heather Lyons

They are people who literally enter books. — Heather Lyons

I am not a lovelorn little girl, constantly searching for her fairy story. — Heather Lyons

... Somebody who helps balance her out, someone who makes sure her feet stay on the ground when life is tough and lift up into the aid when her lips find his. She needs somebody smart and funny and comfortable and exciting all at the same time. She needs somebody to go to sleep with who makes her feel secure enough not to care that she snores or drools, and somebody to wake up with who won't judge her when he hair sticks up and pillowcase lines crease her face. — Heather Lyons

I run. I kick. I punch. I listen. I write. I give.
I live.
Stars above, I live. — Heather Lyons

It's hard to hear others when your own words overwhelm your thoughts. — Heather Lyons

Our faces are so close to one another right now, and all I can do is selfishly think how easy it would be for me to lean forward and kiss him like I've dreamed about for the last couple of weeks. One kiss, and then I'd let him go.

One kiss, to replace the one stolen from me.

This would be my first kiss, not what happened with Poseidon. Because a kiss should be born from love, and want, and need. A kiss should be beautiful, something a girl can hold onto for the rest of her life, to pull out in her memory whenever she wants butterflies to come back. A kiss shouldn't be roughly ripped away from her and turned into a thing of nightmares. — Heather Lyons

I'll be damned if I'm the weak link in a line of cognac drinkers. — Heather Lyons

...No matter what kind of morning you wake up to, one needs to get dressed and face it like it's going to be the best day of your life. — Heather Lyons

Letting go is a hard, hard thing. Some days, it seems impossible. Stubbornness sets in, heels dig firmly into the dirt below us, and fingers refuse to uncurl from something so precious to one's heart even if by a centimeter. Other days, though, it's a fervent wish. — Heather Lyons

Where you go, I shall follow. — Heather Lyons

Each of us here has a story, but it's not necessarily the one people think they know. — Heather Lyons

~ A doorway can lead a person into new spaces, and can allow in loved ones, enemies, new acquaintances, or horrible things that we never dare dream about. They can remove us from that we've just left, or present us a firm wall of acceptance we may or may not wish to embrace. — Heather Lyons

True love is exactly what she warned us it would be: strength and fragility all at once. True love can fortify a person or it can shatter them mindlessly. We who experience it, truly feel it in the depths of our bones and the strands of each hair, often allow it to color our field of vision. — Heather Lyons

Can I borrow your phone?"
There's no hesitation.
"No." I sigh through my nose.
"Look. I totally butchered the last call. I don't want Jonah not knowing how much I love him if I go and die tonight or something."
Karl leans back against the wood paneled wall.
"Then don't die."

Lyons, Heather (2013-11-03). A Matter of Truth (Fate Series Book 3) (p. 144). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition. — Heather Lyons

I love him, I think as he sits down across from me. I love him, I think as he looks up at the ceiling and then back down at me, so much raw pain shining out of his eyes. I love him, I think as he tells me he's going away. — Heather Lyons

Madness - that old, dear friend of mine - has come home for a visit. And I welcome its return with open arms. — Heather Lyons

people who can't control their emotions are not valuable allies in battle. — Heather Lyons

I swear, somebody needs to write this down. The queen, en route to save her, well, lover, with true love's kiss, battles a giant. Perhaps we can slip it into a new volume of fairy tales. A feminist one that proves ladies can kick ass and save men just as well as men can save them. — Heather Lyons

I was continuously a failure in his eyes, the worst of his pupils who just couldn't seem to learn her lessons. — Heather Lyons

We do as we're told, because there is no other course we can take, but that does not always mean that the actions we carry through are the paths we would voluntarily walk. — Heather Lyons

He sighs. "If it's any consolation, I'm not overly thrilled about being away from my wife for so long, either."
"She a cougar?" Cora asks.
Karl stares at her, mouth open.
"I'm just saying," she says defensively. "He looks like the sort to snag a cougar."
She did not just say that. "Cora!"
"My wife is off limits to you." He shakes a finger at her. And then, after a moment, "She's not a cougar."
Cora cackles brightly. — Heather Lyons

Love isn't always clean and pretty--sometimes it's messy, cruel, and confusing. And sometimes, it doesn't turn out the way you want it to. But then, the beauty of love is that it's very strong, and when it's real, it's worth it. — Heather Lyons

Caleb does the mental equivalent of throwing his hands in the air in defeat. I ignore him.

Lyons, Heather (2013-11-17). A Matter of Heart (Fate Series Book 2) (p. 50). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition. — Heather Lyons

It's funny how you can miss someone desperately when they're standing right in front of you. — Heather Lyons

Because a kiss should be born from love, and want, and need. A kiss should be beautiful, something a girl can hold on to for the rest of her life, to pull out in her memory whenever she wants butterflies to come back. — Heather Lyons

True love does not have limits or restrictions. True love allows a person to love deeply and unconditionally. True love does not ask you to let go of life. True love encourages you to live. — Heather Lyons

The fog dissipates. The water turns cold. The door to the shower opens, and the knobs are turned to the off position and he climbs in with me, him fully clothed in contrast to my shivering, blue skin, and we sit there together, his arms around me, until I can breathe again. AT — Heather Lyons

Hey," she says to him.
"Hey," he says in return.
"Hey," I offer, making sure that I add to the awkwardness.

Lyons, Heather (2013-11-17). A Matter of Heart (Fate Series Book 2) (pp. 96-97). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition. — Heather Lyons

The beauty of free will is that we can choose whether or not to do what we wish. — Heather Lyons

All the best deals are sealed with a kiss. — Heather Lyons

Love is funny like that. Love stays with us, whether we want it or not. — Heather Lyons

My heart flutters uncontrollably, all butterflies dancing in their effort to break free of my chest. Can he hear them, know just how much he means to me? More than just the base emotions rolling off of my soul, but what's hidden deep within, straight down to the molecular building blocks of what makes Chloe Lilycomb — Heather Lyons

All the best firsts should be experienced at three a.m. — Heather Lyons

Once, just once, I wish one of my assignments took me took me to somewhere like Tahiti or Hawaii. — Heather Lyons

I can't help but stir the pot. "We discussed books and body parts and their functionality. It was a most invigorating discussion. I wonder, though, who the breast of the organization are? Or perhaps the testicles? Personally, I would love to know who the arse is. Is that person the fool of the group? — Heather Lyons

To follow blindly," the Caterpillar says languidly, "is to yield possession of your own compass. — Heather Lyons

It's like watching a car wreck, no pun intended. I know what's going to happen, and as much as I want to look away, I can't. It's almost as if I have to see just how ineffective I was in Karl's Hummer that day.

Lyons, Heather (2012-08-25). A Matter of Fate (Fate Series Book 1) (p. 233). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition. — Heather Lyons

The A.D. says, "To quote the Bard, 'We happy, chosen few are a band of brothers and sisters, and will be kicking arse on St. Whatever-The-Bloody Day it was'." "It's St. Crispin's Day, you heathen." Mary regards him blandly. "That's not even close to the original quote. Your Shakespeare is terrible." He smiles impishly. "Why, thank you. — Heather Lyons

I believe in the impossible. I live the impossible. — Heather Lyons

The brave come in many shapes and sizes, — Heather Lyons

How could I have forgotten such a miracle, such a gift, for even a singular moment? — Heather Lyons

Girl time, I'm also learning, can be emotionally exhausting and more than a bit confusing. She's — Heather Lyons

I'm free falling without a parachute in sight. — Heather Lyons

Thus, not only am I a monster, I'm a really lousy one. A lonely, classic Five Stages of Grief following, insecure, shut-in of a pathetic beast who talks to the snakes on her head and the statues on her island. — Heather Lyons

The most truthful answers are found through observation. Words allow lies. — Heather Lyons