Caeden Quotes & Sayings

My she-wolf," Caeden came up to me and kissed my cheek.
"Didn't I tell you never to call me that?" I smiled.
"I seem to remember that conversation but I chose not to listen to you."
"Ah, of course," I laughed. "Is this what I have to look forward to for the rest of my life? You not listening to me?"
"Yeah, pretty much," Caeden nodded. — Micalea Smeltzer

He chuckled. "Most girls want jewelry. Instead you want a balloon. How did I get to lucky? Which color do you want?"
"That one," I pointed to a pale blue one.
The gray haired man running the balloon cart seemed to find Caeden and me very amusing.
"Mommy! Mommy!" A little kid behind me shrieked. "I want one! Boon! Boon!"
"No," she said, from the tone of her voice I could tell she was exhausted.
"Boon! Boon!" the little girl cried as the mom picked her up and balanced her on her hip.
I looked over at Caeden and saw him holding two balloons. He grinned. "What? I heard someone else wanted a balloon and I just can't resist a damsel in distress. — Micalea Smeltzer

Gram?" I asked. "You okay?"
"Damn men," she said. "I fell in the toilet."
I busted out laughing. Tears of laughter coursed down my face. "Oh God," I said, still laughing.
Caeden was blushing. Even his ears were red. "I did tell you I can never remember to put the toilet seat down. — Micalea Smeltzer

I found Caeden lying on my bed with both the dogs. He was talking to them and petting Archie behind his ears.
It was like our own little family. — Micalea Smeltzer

I held onto Caeden's neck with one hand and used the other to keep my dress from flashing my fanny at any unsuspecting woodland creatures. The sight might shock them to death. — Micalea Smeltzer

Caeden grabbed my hand and grinned like a little boy in a candy shop. "Carnival time!" He drug me from the car and then behind him as he headed to a ring toss game. "I think I need to win my girl a prize," he said.
I laughed.
"What?" he shrugged. "It's like a rite of passage. Every boyfriend has to win his girlfriend a prize," he winked, turning my stomach to jelly. — Micalea Smeltzer

Your life moves in patterns toward things, and things that we achieve finally are part of this mosaic. I just think that we create our own fate. — Arne Glimcher

Harriet had long ago discovered that one could not like people any the better, merely because they were ill, or dead - still less because one had once liked them very much. — Dorothy L. Sayers

Love is a piano dropped from a four story window and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
-Two Little Girls (Little Plastic Castle) — Ani DiFranco

He started wrapping the fabric around my eyes and I laughed, "Caeden, what are you doing?"
"I think that's pretty obvious. I'm blindfolding you, silly girl."
He secured the knot on the back of my head. "You better not mess up my hair," I warned. — Micalea Smeltzer

Kyle tapped Caeden's shoulder. "Isn't your little brother the one who sang the Fergie song at the top of his lungs during that assembly last year."
Caeden buried his face in his hands. "That's the one."
Shane snickered. "I watched that on youtube."
"He did a dance too," Tyler said, and began to, I guess, mimic it. The other guys joined in and they began to sing the lyrics to Glamorous.
"Oh God," Caeden croaked. "Youtube?"
They finished mimicking and Shane said, "Yeah, it's on youtube. It's got like a million hits or something."
"A million?" Caeden squeaked. — Micalea Smeltzer

I felt my knees turn to jelly. I never thought I'd be one of those girls who swooned over their boyfriend but Caeden was completely, and undeniably, swoon-worthy. — Micalea Smeltzer

In 1945 music had a serious purpose; to defy post war depression & revitalize the romantic & hopeful aspirations of an exhausted ppl. — Pete Townshend

Anything green is not a part of my diet. I'm a man not a caterpillar.
-Caeden Williams — Micalea Smeltzer

As an actress, I'm an emotional person. — Gugu Mbatha-Raw

I think he's dead," Caeden said.
"No," I shook my head.
Caeden continued like I hadn't said anything. "And when I get my hands on Travis I'm going to make him suffer through every unimaginable thing before I kill him. And when I kill him I'm going to make sure he begs for mercy. He hurt you and if he's hurt or killed another member of my pack, none of you will be able to stop me. — Micalea Smeltzer

I turned to Caeden. "Holy hell, what happened while we were gone? Is it mating season for wolves?"
Caeden's blue eyes were wide. "Apparently so. — Micalea Smeltzer

Goodbye is goodbye, Caeden, it doesn't matter who you're saying it to," I turned around and sat down. — Micalea Smeltzer

Watcha doin'?" Caeden flopped down on the couch beside me.
"Homework, you should really try it sometime."
He snorted. "You don't even know what grades I make."
"I'm sure they suck. — Micalea Smeltzer

I clenched my teeth and tried desperately to get air to my starved brain. If this annoying red head didn't go away I was about to go all wolf up in here and it wasn't going to be pretty. My wolf was screaming at me to defend my territory. Caeden was mine and she just wouldn't get the message! — Micalea Smeltzer

I awoke to a loud banging noise and sat straight up. I reached for the light, not to turn it on, but for a weapon. All I could think was that Travis had killed Caeden, and now he'd come for me. — Micalea Smeltzer

There is a solitude of space.
A solitude of sea. A solitude of death, but these societies shall be compared with that profounder site-that polar privacy. A soul admitted to itself
Finite infinity. — Emily Dickinson

I'm a huge fan of the Rod Serling sci-fi, where they could take the most odd and enormous ideas but ground them in something very human. — Mark Millar

When we are aware of the pain, we have to train ourselves to lean into that pain. By leaning into the pain, we resist the temptation to avoid building fig leaves that protect us from the fear we feel regarding who we are. Our feelings are critical to our spiritual development. — Chris McAlister

Wake up, Sophie," Caeden said against my ear.
"Go away," I mumbled.
"Rise and shine," he said and shook me slightly.
"I'm going to stab you in the eye," I mumbled into the pillow.
"Ah, you wouldn't do that, you like my pretty blue eyes too much. — Micalea Smeltzer

If I could give you one thought, it would be to lift someone up. Lift a stranger up
lift her up. I would ask you, mother and father, brother and sister, lovers, mother and daughter, father and son, lift someone. The very idea of lifting someone up will lift you, as well. — Maya Angelou

And Sophie?" He looked at me. "Yes?" I asked. "Please, I'm begging you, stay away from the power tools." "Will do," I said. "Thank you," he breathed a sigh of relief. "Caeden can build the cabinet and you can stain and I'll grade you on that. Get to work. — Micalea Smeltzer

In Chinese, the word for heart and mind is the same
Hsin. For when the heart is open and the mind is clear they are of one substance, of one essence. — Stephen Levine

Travis," Caeden's teeth groaned together. "If you know what's good for you, you'll run."
"Oh, are we playing cat and mouse?" Travis grinned, showing elongated teeth. Hair began to sprout and he started to shimmer. "I love games. I choose cat," his words were muffled around his teeth. — Micalea Smeltzer

Black people are dying in this country because we have a criminal justice system which is out of control, a system in which over 50% of young African-American kids are unemployed, it is estimated that a black baby born today has a one in four chance of ending up in the criminal justice system. — Bernie Sanders

We are all citizens of history. — Clifton Fadiman

...that's what a book should do. It should tie you up, it should work you up, make you think, make you see, make you feel extra happy and sorrowful, extra nervous and bold. It must be dream laden, scheme sodden, soul shaking. And it must do all of this as mysteriously as a left-handed curveball coming at your head, twisting and spinning and making you duck until, at the very end, it magically crosses home plate, with such grace and command that it humbles, crumbles, and amazes you. — John H. Ritter

Every art expression is rooted fundamentally in the personality and temperament of the artist. — Hans Hofmann

Looks like I've found myself a handy man," I smiled.
"Oh yeah," he grinned, "I'm as handy as they come."
"I can see it now," I fantasized, "leaky faucets, fixing lights, painting walls."
Caeden's laugh filled the woodshop classroom. "And let me guess, you're not going to help me, you'll just watch."
"It's what I do best," I laughed.
Caeden stood the cabinet upright and grabbed some trim pieces for detailing. "That's okay, at least I'll have something pretty to look at," he winked.
"And I'll always be there to hand you tools," I said.
"Just not the power ones," he grinned crookedly. — Micalea Smeltzer

Evan looked at my empty pizza box and then held up three fingers, "You're hot, you play soccer, and you have a very healthy appetite. Please marry me?"
I laughed and leaned into Caeden who then put his arm around me. "Sorry, you know I'm taken."
"Darn," Evan smiled. "Have any sisters?"
"Only child."
"So not fair," he said. Evan looked over at Caeden. "You better put a ring on that before someone tries to sweep her out from under you."
Caeden grinned and kissed my cheek. "I'm not worried," he winked at me. — Micalea Smeltzer

I followed him down the hall and into his room. He closed the door and tossed my dirty clothes into his hamper. "Don't do that! I'll take them home and wash them," I tried to grab for them but Caeden grabbed my hands instead.
"It's fine," he kissed the side of my mouth while I squirmed in his grasp.
"Caeden, your mom doesn't need to clean my dirty clothes."
"It's not a problem. Besides," he said huskily in my ear, "my mom doesn't do my laundry. I do my own, just like a big boy."
I laughed.
"And you know what else?" his lips brushed my ear.
"What?"
"I even make my own bed. — Micalea Smeltzer

He barked a laugh before nudging my leg with his wet nose. "Ew, Caeden! You got wolf snot all over my leg!" I left him behind the bush as I stared at the wet mess on my leg. His barking laughter quickly turned to human laughter.
"Wolf snot?" he grinned.
"Yes, and it's all over my leg. It's gross," I complained. "Just because we can change into wolves doesn't mean we need to act like them all the time. — Micalea Smeltzer

We both laughed. Bryce pulled into the parking spot next to Caeden's and hopped out. He looked between the three of us. "I missed something and it was big. I know it," he said.
Caeden ruffled his younger brother's hair. "Don't worry. It was just Travis, like always."
Bryce shook his shaggy hair, once again reminding me of a dog, and said, "Want me to teach him a lesson?" he did a karate chop in the air. "I can take him," he added.
-Bryce and Caeden — Micalea Smeltzer

Before I knew what was happening the game was starting. A guy from the other team looked me over. "But you're a girl," he yelled and looked over at his coach. "She's a girl!"
Bryce stood up in the stands. "No dip dumb shit! Of course she's a girl! She has boobies and a-" Caeden tackled Bryce before anything else could slip out of his mouth. — Micalea Smeltzer

No one will do for you what you need to do for yourself. We cannot afford to be separate. We have to see that all of us are in the same boat. — Dorothy Height

You need to shave," I said to wipe that gooey love struck look off his face. I didn't need my dad to kill him.
Caeden grinned and rubbed his stubbly chin. "But you love my scruff," he said and rubbed his jaw against my face to drive home the point. — Micalea Smeltzer

Sophie," he said again and pushed me hard enough to knock me out of my seat and onto the floor. Dang shifter reflexes. Weren't they supposed to keep this kind of thing from happening?
"Caeden!" I hissed under my breath.
"Oopsy daisy," he blushed. — Micalea Smeltzer