Lindy Zart Quotes & Sayings

DEATH DOES NOT DISCRIMINATE. — Lindy Zart

You know what works best when life sucks?"
"I'm sure you're about to tell me," she said dryly.
"Flipping it off and carrying on. You take your hand, like this." Liz raised her hand and fisted it. "And you lift that middle finger way up and you shake the shit out of it, right at the sky." She demonstrated, upper lip curled and fire in her eyes. — Lindy Zart

You're saying one day I'll be a butterfly," he says skeptically. I look up. "I'm saying you've always been one. — Lindy Zart

He gave us life. All the rest of it...that's part of living. I don't think He randomly picks people to lose more than others or that He decided He didn't like you so He's making you suffer. I don't think He has any control over any of that. It's all about free will, right? We're given life and what we decide to do with that life and what happens to that life is out of His hands. — Lindy Zart

Being an adult doesn't mean you're suddenly stuffy and boring - it just means you're a little more responsible, a little more considerate. Well, that's my definition of what being an adult means. And I'm always right, so, ya know, that's what it is. — Lindy Zart

I don't think you ever realized how unimportant high school and your role in it really was. High school is what happens before your life begins. You can be the top dog in that big brown building and a nobody outside it. — Lindy Zart

And isn't it weird that no one wants to change who they are, yet they aren't even trying to be themselves? Just a thought. We're all so focused on being somebody, and it's usually never the real us. — Lindy Zart

The sound of his stable, strong heart soothing. She let her eyes close, and though her heart was torn and possibly irreparable, like Lincoln's, with the two ruined pieces there was one whole heart. — Lindy Zart

Their story isn't a fairytale, but that's okay, because fairytales are predictible, and sometimes boring. — Lindy Zart

Love was forever, love was not lost when a life was; love did not fall away or weaken a person. Love was strong and people were stronger because of it; love continued, in all forms, in every way, until the end of time and even after that. — Lindy Zart

She had realized something over the recent months: it didn't matter who you were or what you'd accomplished in life; none of that mattered when tragedy struck. You had no pull; no power. You had no choice. There was nothing to gamble with; nothing to do to put the odds in your favor. You were there and then you were gone, leaving those around you to realize how insignificant they all really were; leaving them to try to pick up the destroyed pieces. — Lindy Zart

Peanut butter is my favorite food."
Rivers looks at me for a long time, finally shaking his head. He moves to my side, reclining next tome. "Peanut butter is not food."
"Then what is it?"
"I don't know. A condiment. Like ketchup or mustard."
"Really, Rivers? Do you put peanut butter on a hamburger?"
"Do you eat it plain?" he shoots back.
"Yes."
"Okay, do most people eat it plain? — Lindy Zart

Something you want to tell me?"
"Um ... your scrub top's on inside out?"
"What?" He glances down. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
I shrug. "It was funny. — Lindy Zart

Christian was well aware how hard it was to keep the house clean, the clothes laundered, and the meals cooked. His mom had an extremely hard job. He would argue with anyone who hinted otherwise. — Lindy Zart

Remy shot to her feet, eyes blazing. Her hands were fisted at her sides. "Don't be stupid, Creed."

"What did you say?" I asked slowly.

"Don't. Be. Stupid."

I opened my mouth, closed it. "Why do you even care?" I finally asked.

Remy's eyes shifted away from mine. She was hiding something. "You're giving up."

"No." I shook my head. "Giving up would be giving in to the darkness completely. I haven't quite taken that step yet."

"What's stopping you?"

"What?"

"If you don't care and you want it to be over, what's stopping you from letting the evil inside of you destroy you?"

You.

"You need to leave," I told her.

"I can't."

A low rumble sounded deep in my chest.

"Are you growling at me?"

"Are you scared?"

"No."

"You should be," I stated, moving for her. — Lindy Zart

I will have you; be it in a thunderstorm, a tornado, or even an earthquake. You shall be mine. — Lindy Zart

We're not done talking about this."
"Yes, we are, because in case you didn't notice, you just walked out, hence the ending of the conversation!"
He comes back to say, "It will be resumed at a later date."
"I'm calling in sick that day. — Lindy Zart

I saw you first, but you never saw me.Never have.Not even now — Lindy Zart

I realize that sometimes we are our biggest critic, and that the person we have the hardest time gaining approval from is usually ourselves. — Lindy Zart

... I'll always love you, even after I'm dead and gone and am nothing. My love will linger on. It's that awesome, that strong, that real. Have no doubt of that, Sara Walker. — Lindy Zart

I want to live as much as I can,and if people are around when I happen to get spontaneous, I can't exactly tell them to go away. I can't be like, clear out the grocery store! I feel the impulse to dance. — Lindy Zart

The bigger the star, the quicker it dies. — Lindy Zart

You know ... Holding on isn't holding on. It's letting go. — Lindy Zart

Your obvious need for attention and melodramatic acting sort of trumped my disfigurement. — Lindy Zart

Roomie Rule #1: Never put a gallon of milk back in the fridge when there is only an inch of milk left in it. (Graham's)
Roomie Rule #2: Do not put a knife in the peanut butter and then use the same knife in the jelly. (Graham's)
Roomie Rule #3: The television must be on football if football is on the television. (Graham's)
Roomie Rule #4: Use your own razor. (Graham's)
Roomie Rule #5: Any chocolate in the apartment belongs to Kennedy, regardless of who bought it. (Mine)

Zart, Lindy (2014-11-20). Roomies (p. 169). . Kindle Edition. — Lindy Zart

I'd rather be weird than a clone of everyone else. — Lindy Zart

I'm messy and a slob and I like beer a little too much. I work long hours and I like to be outside more than inside. I'm restless and reckless, and yes, I admit, a pervert. Upon occasion. But I love you. I've never loved anyone like I love you, Sara. Never will. I want to be with you until I take my last breath, and even when I take my last breath, I want it to be next to you. Please. Redeem my selfish soul and make it better, make me better. Say you'll be my wife. — Lindy Zart

You look good there."
"Where?"
"In my bed."
Duuuuude.
Zart, Lindy (2014-11-20). Roomies (p. 110). Kindle Edition. — Lindy Zart

I think I would have missed you even if we'd never met. — Lindy Zart

Why are you in my room?"
"Because I can be."
"You shouldn't be."
"Save it, Rochester. You broke my nose."
"Does it hurt?"
He lifted a hand toward his face and dropped it. "You could say that."
"Good."
He nudged a tray on the floor with his boot. It had oatmeal, toast, and orange juice on it. "Hungry?"
Honor's stomach growled. "No."
Ryder's lips turned up in a fleeting sadistic smile. He kicked the tray across the room. It hit the wall and overturned. "Good. — Lindy Zart

It is true that no one can save you, no one but yourself. And sometimes ... even you cannot save you, no matter how much you wish it was untrue. Sadly, some things are not meant to be saved. — Lindy Zart

Sometimes in life, you do things you don't want to. Sometimes you sacrifice, sometimes you compromise. Sometimes you let go and sometimes you fight. It's all about deciding what's worth losing and what's worth keeping. — Lindy Zart

I mean, I guess I don't really have you, but I feel like I do. I feel like when you smile at me ... my whole body feels it. I've never felt so much so soon for anyone. I don't want to lose this feeling. You woke my soul up and the rest of me followed. — Lindy Zart

I wear embarrassing like a velvet coat of awesomeness. — Lindy Zart

Ooh-kaay. Moving on from odd reaction to completely innocent question.
Zart, Lindy (2014-09-04). Ordinary (Anything But Series Book 1) (p. 14). Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing. Kindle Edition. — Lindy Zart

When I was a child, I liked to create. I was told by many I was unique. I liked that word. I liked how it was spelled and I liked how it sounded on my lips. At a young age, I decided I wanted to be that. It helped that I had the right personality for it. — Lindy Zart

I'm deformed I can barely walk. I'm ugly to look at. What am I supposed to do with the rest of my life? Sit at some desk job and talk to people over a phone?"
I jump to my feet and begin to clean off the table.
"I'm not done," he tells me.
"I think you need to go practice for your future career as a nobody. Go sit in your room and hold a phone in your hand or something. — Lindy Zart

Giving your heart to someone was like giving them unimaginable power over you. — Lindy Zart

I want you. And I am not a needy man, but even I will admit that I need you. My life is so much better with you in it. It took a while for me to see why and I'm sorry about that. Sometimes it's hard to see what you have when, in your mind, the possibility of losing it is never a thought." He pauses, smiling. "Your crazy makes my crazy make sense. — Lindy Zart

Yeah, I'm confused about the whole thing."
One corner of his mouth quirks up.
"And don't you dare say it doesn't take make for that to happen. Or something similar," I warn.
"I would never," he states, putting a hand over his heart.
"You're so full of it. — Lindy Zart

I don't think there is a question as to whether or not I want you, because that is painfully blatant right now, but did I miss you? It was so much more than that. And do I need you? Yes. I need you. My heart needs you, Delilah. — Lindy Zart

I'm not saying I never cared, because when I was younger, yes, I cared. I cared too much and I was hurt because of it, but not anymore. In recent years, I embrace me, exactly as I am, — Lindy Zart

You hold on tight from now on, so tight it hurts. Got it? Don't let go of me, not ever. Don't worry about hurting me, don't worry about suffocating me, don't worry about holding on too tight. You hold on and you never let go. You'll only hurt me, I'll only suffocate, if you let go. Promise. — Lindy Zart

Me, the girl with no friends, yet who has the heart that wants to save everyone. — Lindy Zart

A good song had the power to change someone's whole outlook in so many ways. — Lindy Zart

A good thing about being so close to someone is that they know you so well. A bad thing about being so close to someone is that they know you so well. — Lindy Zart

What are you doing?" I finally ask.
"I'm serenading you."
I slowly nod, fiddling with the strap of my tank top as I say,
"You know those people that naturally sing really well and you could listen to them for hours and hours?"
"Yeah." I look up.
"You're not one of them."
His lips twitch. "Isn't it about effort?"
"Not with singing, no. It's about talent. You don't have it."
"I love you."
"That's not going to make you sound any better."
Laughing, he reaches for me and pulls me to his lap.
Zart, Lindy (2014-11-20). Roomies (p. 218). Kindle Edition. — Lindy Zart

Going to make the time we have together unforgettable. I'm going to fuse you to me, so that there is no way of knowing where the separation between you and me begins - or even if there is one. I'm going to fill this summer with us, so that when you look back on it, all you remember is me, and when I look back on it, all I remember is you. I'm going to put as much life into now as I can. Like you did for me. Now it's my turn. — Lindy Zart

I've always found the ones that are the quietest make the most of their words when they do talk. — Lindy Zart

His body heat seeps into my side, as does his sweet smell that makes me homesick for a home I've never had. — Lindy Zart

Your crazy makes my crazy make sense."
"That makes absolutely no sense at all."
"Exactly."
"So ... you love me? Like, love me like you want me to have your babies."
I grin, knowing that'll spook him. He is exceptionally mature about it , only going a little white.
"Yeah. Like that. What about you?"
"I don't want you to have my babies. Men aren't cut out for that. Wimps."
Zart, Lindy (2014-11-20). Roomies (p. 212). Kindle Edition. — Lindy Zart

Only within the arms of nature, am I truly free. — Lindy Zart

even in a world of pain and ugliness, cruelty and loss, there are still amazing things to cling to, to tell us not to give up, not to lose hope, and continue on to another day. There is life in death, always. — Lindy Zart

Maybe I'm a little callous, a little insensitive, a little self-centered, but hey, that's how I roll. — Lindy Zart

He was talking. I tried not to think of how he looked and instead of what he was telling me. Once I accomplished that, my brain couldn't get past the 'running' part.
"I don't run." I walked the mile run at school. True story.
I abhorred any kind of physical exercise. I wasn't good at it. I was skinny, but I was soft; had absolutely no muscle mass at all. That's the way I liked it. Who was he to try to change that, change me? I wouldn't let him. No way, no how.
One half of his mouth lifted. He seemed to be enjoying this a little too much. "You do now. You have to be fit, you have to be strong, Taryn, if you're to stand any chance of surviving this. Come on, we'll start with stretching."
He forced me to twist my body into unimaginable positions. I even had to touch my toes. The agony. Luke took pleasure from my pain; even laughing as I moaned and groaned through it all.
Then, the worst came about. He. Made. Me. Run. — Lindy Zart

Why would someone request that their toenails be painted at a podiatrist's? Hot pink, even. We are not a salon. When I told the guy that, he got really irate and left. — Lindy Zart

He so must have male PMS. And it really does exist 'cause I glanced at an article about it online once. — Lindy Zart

But what scares me the most about him is that he makes me want more - more of everything. More than this life, more than what I am promised, more than I can ever truly have. — Lindy Zart

When you want something so bad, when you deny yourself it, day after day, for so long, after a while, you ask yourself why you're even doing it. You hope it will fade and die; you hope your secrets won't be revealed, because it wouldn't just kill you if they were, but it would kill other people as well. So you forsake yourself for the greater good, but sometimes, most times, it's too much of a burden, Sara. Do you know what I'm saying? — Lindy Zart

I'm competing, Kennedy," he breathes against my neck. "And I'm going to win."
Zart, Lindy (2014-11-20). Roomies (p. 154). Kindle Edition. — Lindy Zart

Have you ever felt like you were searching for something, only you didn't know what it was until you found it? — Lindy Zart

Something remarkable can always be the result of something devastating, if you choose to find that one positive in a nest of negatives. — Lindy Zart

You can't stand right next to a storm and expect not to get impacted by it. — Lindy Zart

No one could control the length of their life, but they could control how they lived it. — Lindy Zart

Strength wasn't decided by what you could do, but by what you could do without. — Lindy Zart

You'll never heal if you don't face what hurts you. — Lindy Zart

I think ... what you need to find is a way not to feel bad about living. — Lindy Zart

Sometimes when you think you have nothing, you realize you have yourself, and that's something. — Lindy Zart

I embrace me, exactly as I am, and the rest of the world can screw off. — Lindy Zart

I just, I don't know, put up so many invisible walls between us when I was younger that it seems impossible to tear them down now. — Lindy Zart

Don't act like I'm dying and you're not. I just have a better idea of when it's happening to me. — Lindy Zart

Don't blameme in the morning when you're irrevocably obsessed with me."
"I don't think I need to wait until morning for that to happen, — Lindy Zart

If you get scared tonight, you can sleep with me. Or even if you don't. — Lindy Zart

There's a difference between not caring about what others think, and not caring about yourself. Your problem is you don't even care about you. And if you don't care about yourself, how the hell is anyone else supposed to? — Lindy Zart

I'm going to go see if Graham needs first aid." Or mouth to mouth. It is my civic duty. — Lindy Zart

You know the saying that nothing can last forever? It's partly true. Feelings can stop, people can leave us, but regardless, a piece of them is always with us, in some way. Maybe it's in a song, or a forgotten note, a picture. Even when you no longer love someone or can't be with them, you still remember them, you still remember good parts of them, and you smile. Why worry about it lasting or not? Even if it doesn't, you'll still have a part of him. And he'll still have a part of you. And isn't that what's really important? Holding the best pieces of someone in our hearts so that the love never really fades, so that we don't forget that we once knew them, and they were special to us. — Lindy Zart

Your father ... isn't good with emotions." "Yeah. Figured that out a while ago." Like, when I was four and cried because our family cat died and he offered to have it stuffed as a means to make me feel better. It didn't. — Lindy Zart

You are it for me. Understand? There's no one else. There won't ever be. There never really was. Just you. It's always been you. — Lindy Zart

People you love aren't defined by objects, but by the place they hold in your heart. — Lindy Zart

You know what is so appealing about you, in a twisted, messed up kind of way?"
"What's that?"
"You have no idea how tactless you are."
"Well. I have some idea," I grumble. — Lindy Zart

We always think we have more time and that is the wrong way to think, because time is something we never have enough of. — Lindy Zart

Each song had a story to tell, each song was a small, but significant tale. — Lindy Zart

I feel like I've been swimming in the open ocean and now I'm exhausted and floating. — Lindy Zart

That's the thing about 'what ifs'; they don't matter. They don't change anything. All they do is make it unable for you to heal. — Lindy Zart

It's never about how much you have-it's about how much what you have means to you. — Lindy Zart