Mary Lindsey Quotes & Sayings

My throat tightened when I noticed a small tattoo of an origami rose on his upper arm. . .
"Hey, Lenzi," he whispered, barely louder than the surf.
"Rose," I said as our lips met. "My name is Rose. — Mary Lindsey

Alden seems like a very nice boy. The kind of boy I'd like to see you hanging out with." I almost laughed out loud. If she only knew! A reincarnated, soul-sharing lunatic. Ghost Boy---every mother's dream. — Mary Lindsey

There are things that defy logic. Things that speak to the instinctual fear cloaked by our conscious minds. — Mary Lindsey

Something instinctual in me sensed evil in the house. Perhaps it spoke to my own darkness. — Mary Lindsey

This is a little too cozy, don't you think?" I remarked.
"Your absolutely right." He patted the drivers seat, "Come on, Spook. Three's a crowd." The dog jumped up onto the seat. — Mary Lindsey

We all hold a monster inside. The only difference is what form it takes when freed. — Mary Lindsey

It's difficult to reconcile the fantastic with reality; hard to accept that things we can't see exist - terrifying, in fact. — Mary Lindsey

He rolled me under him to kiss me. It wasn't a gentle kiss like at the beach, or passionate kiss like the one that happened in his room. It was desperate. Desperate and hungry and sad.
A good-bye kiss. — Mary Lindsey

Flattery is nothing but attention without intention. — Mary Lindsey

His hair was still wet, and he was in a black long-sleeved T-shirt and tattered blue jeans. His feet were bare. Casual. Comfortable. Gorgeous. — Mary Lindsey

Alden walked me to the door and we stood outside uncomfortably---like it was the end of a first date. Was letting a host share your body and then chowing down on Chinese takeout a date? He was waiting for me to say good-bye, looking as nervous as I felt. Should I shake his hand or kiss him good night on the cheek? Maybe I should act like Spook and just lick his face. — Mary Lindsey

Maybe you should mind your own business.'
'You are my business. My job. You are what I do.'
I whipped around to face him. 'Well if I'm your job, your fired. You creep me out. — Mary Lindsey

I had to be careful. Nothing from the Otherworld was benign, especially something in packaging this attractive. — Mary Lindsey

You need to talk to Alden about your feelings for him, Race said.
"You don't know anything about it. Mind your own business, Race."
You love him. I know. I'm in here. I feel your soul, Rose. — Mary Lindsey

I can just imagine the recruiting poster. 'Ghost whisperers wanted: no experience necessary. Death wish and masochistic tendencies a must. — Mary Lindsey

Bogeymen or not, I was in love with Alden Thomas, regardless of what name I went by or what demon wanted me dead. — Mary Lindsey

I learned long ago that I couldn't stop it, but if I began to believe the stories, I would become as lost as they expected; I refused to let that happen. So instead, I had developed the ability to tune out the ugliness and bring beauty into focus. If that part of my soul remained dominant, the darker side of me could not advance. — Mary Lindsey

... it's not possible to truly become desensitized or accustomed to discrimination. It's something one endures. — Mary Lindsey

The pain had no ebb or flow. It was a constant ever-increasing knell in my chest, timed to the beating of my broken heart. — Mary Lindsey

There's hope until the last second. — Mary Lindsey

It was cold outside." Alden said as he pulled the chair out for me. "I thought Race was going to cry like a baby." Race laughed.
"You're the one who was whining about the wind," he teased.
"Being male, Im suprised either one of you had the good sence to come in out of the cold," Maddi said, pouring a tiny paper cup of ketchup on her hamburger. — Mary Lindsey

Sometimes natural and self-inflicted atonement is more severe than that of mankind's devising. — Mary Lindsey

He didn't miss them. He didn't miss any of his life, really, especially the last year. Time had simply been a bookmark. Something that held his place while he waited to finish the story. — Mary Lindsey

Wait, Alden. I really don't want to meet your friends dressed like this." "They're your friends too. And you look fantastic. I love the school uniform. You have great legs."
"Shut up!" I gasped. "I thought you were and old man!"
"Old soul. Young man. Big difference. It's okay, though; we're just friends, remember? — Mary Lindsey

. . . I love the school uniform. You have great legs."
"Shut up!" I gasped. "I thought you were an old man!"
"Old soul. Young man. Big difference. . . — Mary Lindsey

Maddi glared at him. "Thats why your not built like Alden. French fries." Race laughed. "Id love to look like Alden. Hot female speakers would be falling all over themselves to be paired up with me, just like they did whith Alden when Rose...Lenzi was gone. You should've seen it, Lenzi. It was halarious." My insides gave a jealous churn. — Mary Lindsey

Hey, Lenzi ... my offer from a century ago still stands. If Alden doesn't treat you right, I'm here for you in any capacity, if you know what I mean. — Mary Lindsey

Something darker always lurked under even the most placid surface. — Mary Lindsey

You can stick to your immovable zero-tolerance rules, but I'm going to stick to the motto "There's hope until the last second'! — Mary Lindsey