Yvonne Woon Quotes & Sayings

When darkness falls and eyes stay shut
A chain of voices opens up.
Let wax not wane give breath to death.
p.s. Shhh -Yvonne Woon(Dead Beautiful) — Yvonne Woon

On Christmas morning, Dustin knocked on my door. "Miss Winters," he said cheerfully. "Breakfast."
I didn't move. My parents were dead. My boyfriend was dead. My grandfather had a mysterious hidden room that had books about the walking dead - which is what I knew I would feel like if I attempted to stand up.
"I don't feel well," I said meekly, and rolled over. — Yvonne Woon

I'm not afraid of death ... I'm afraid of life without you. — Yvonne Woon

Why are you doing this? I want you to be alive."
"Because," he said, tracing a finger along my cheek. "Real love is selfless. — Yvonne Woon

How do you measure someone's life? By the scope of their accomplishments, or the number of people they've touched, or by the width of a hand? None of it seemed fair. None of it seemed like enough. — Yvonne Woon

Real love is selfless. — Yvonne Woon

Oh, come on. Haven't you seen him?" Eleanor exclaimed.
It's because he's tall, isn't it? Tall and has long hair." Even Nathaniel's crude description made me want to see Dante again. Unfortunately, he never came to dinner, probably because he lived off campus.
"He's really smart," I murmured.
"And confident," Eleanor added.
"It's like he's older than everyone else," I said "Like he knows what he want and isn't afraid of taking it."
"What she's saying is that he's manly." Eleanor grinned. — Yvonne Woon

It was all for you. — Yvonne Woon

I now understood that real secrets were lonely. They planted themselves inside of you and expanded, until you felt like that was all you were-a lonely little secret, isolated in your experiences. — Yvonne Woon

In this world, darkness is always looming on the horizon. At Gottfried, instead of avoiding the dark, we meet it head on ...
do the same with your studies and with every obstacle you face in the future. Do not accept the confines of the world as you perceive it.
Instead, look for what you cannot see. There are universes among us, within us. Our only way out of darkness is to learn how to see WITHOUT light. — Yvonne Woon

Rules help us live our lives
when we lose the will to do it on our own — Yvonne Woon

I ... was impulsive and skinny, and wished that I could be more like a character in a novel, so I would finally stop blurting out the wrong things at the wrong time. — Yvonne Woon

Why do you keep staring at me?" I muttered under my breath.
He glanced around to make sure no one was listening and then leaned towards me. His voice was hushed. "You have pen on your face. Here," he said, touching the space by his nose.
"Oh." I felt my face go red as I wiped my cheek with my hand.
"That and you remind me of someone I know. Or once knew. But I can't place who it is."
"I thought you didn't have any friends," I challenged.
Dante smiled. "I don't. Only enemies. Which doesn't bode well for you, considering the fact that you must resemble one of them. — Yvonne Woon

It helps sometimes to dwell on the good memories. They remind you that happiness does exist, though it may not seem that way now. — Yvonne Woon

I raised an eyebrow. "You know, you're really good at compliments. Actually, it's surprising that a person with charm like yours has any enemies." The words came out before I could stop them. At this rate I would never be able to ask him about Benjamin Gallow, and it didn't help that every time he looked at me I wanted to melt.
"So, you think I'm charming?" Dante countered, mocking me. "Is that why you keep staring at me?"
"Alarming, not charming. And no, I'm just curious. — Yvonne Woon

How long - "
I didn't even have to finish my sentence. "Ten days."
"And you? You're - ?"
Dante looked away.
I let out a sigh. So the kiss worked. "Where are we going?"
"You'll see."
He looked older now, more masculine. He aged well, I told him, like an expensive cheese.
He laughed. "Did I ever tell you how romantic you are? — Yvonne Woon

Crying only makes your problems last longer. — Yvonne Woon

Sometimes, you have to look back in order to understand the things that lie ahead. — Yvonne Woon

She smiled, 'Oh, I'd like to believe that I'm always in love with something. After all, what else is there? — Yvonne Woon

With Dante gone, time seemed to stand still around me; the mornings just as cloudy and dark as the evenings, as if the sun had never decided to rise. There was no wind, like the world was holding its breath along with me, waiting for him to return. — Yvonne Woon