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Can you hear my heart? I want to ask him. I want you to make a list of all your favorite things, and I want to be on it. — Tahereh Mafi
The small hand of a clock taps me at one and two, three and four, whispering hello, get up, stand up, it's time to
wake up
wake up
"Wake up," he whispers. — Tahereh Mafi
Facts, I feel, should be ready to yield to manipulation. But unfortunately they're a stubborn lot. — Elizabeth Ferrars
Juliette." I close my eyes. He says, "I don't want you to call me Warner anymore." I open my eyes. "I want you to know me," he says, breathless, his fingers pushing a stray strand of hair away from my face. "I don't want to be Warner with you," he says. "I want it to be different now. I want you to call me Aaron. — Tahereh Mafi
Can you, like, see invisible people, too?"
"No," Warner says to him, eyes focused in front of him. "I can feel your presence. Hers, most of all."
"Really?" Kenji says. "That's some weird shit. What do I feel like? Peanut butter?"
Warner is unamused. — Tahereh Mafi
For so many years I thought my life was difficult; I thought I understood what it meant to suffer. But this. This is something I can't even begin to comprehend. I never stopped to consider that someone else might have it worse than I do.
It makes me feel ashamed for ever having felt sorry for myself. — Tahereh Mafi
If you know a person really well, the truth is you can't guess how they'll act in an altogether new sort of crisis ... intimacy creates a special environment for two people, and the deeper the intimacy, the more they both live within it, the closer its boundaries usually are, so that all that lies beyond them becomes with time not less but more and more of a mystery. — Elizabeth Ferrars
And though I've always believed she and I shared many things in common. I did not know how deeply I could feel it.
It's killing me. — Tahereh Mafi
I hate that I let myself be so passive my whole life, and I see now how differently things could've been if I'd had faith in myself when it mattered. I don't want to go back to that. I won't. Not ever. — Tahereh Mafi
So I take a deep breath.
Step forward.
Let go.
10 seconds and I'm trying to breathe
9
And I'm trying to be brave
8
But the truth is I'm scared out of my mind
7
And I have no idea what's waiting for me behind that door
6
And I'm pretty sure I'm going to have a heart attack
5
But I can't turn back now
4
Because there it is
3
The door is right in front of me
2
All I have to do is knock
1
Butthe door flies open first. — Tahereh Mafi
Edward Ferrars was not recommended to their good opinion by any peculiar graces of person or address. He was not handsome, and his manners required intimacy to make them pleasing. He was too diffident to do justice to himself; but when his natural shyness was overcome, his behaviour gave every indication of an open, affectionate heart. — Jane Austen
Maybe they see something in him, see something in his face, in his features. Maybe they see what I see from this disjointed, foggy perspective. The desperation in his expression, the anguish carved into his features, the way he looks at me, like he might die if I do. And I can't help but think this is an interesting parting gift from the world. — Tahereh Mafi
One day," I say to him, "you'll realize that Warner is not as crazy as you think he is."
"Yeah." Kenji says. "Or maybe one day we'll be able to reprogram that chip in your head."
"Shut up. — Tahereh Mafi
When are you putting me down?" he counters, no longer amused. "I mean, I've got an excellent view of your ass from here, but if you don't mind me staring -"
I drop him without thinking.
"Goddammit, Juliette - what the hell -"
"How's the view from down there?" I stand over his splayed body, arms crossed over my chest.
"I hate you. — Tahereh Mafi
I've finally gotten to a point in my life where I'm not afraid to speak. Where my shadow no longer haunts me. And I don't want to lose that freedom
not again. I can't go backward. I'd rather be shot dead screaming for justice than die alone in a prison of my own making. — Tahereh Mafi
You don't have to look away, he says. He says it with a small smile the size of Jupiter. — Tahereh Mafi
How strange that we can go from friends to inseparable to hateful then casual all in one lifetime. — Tahereh Mafi
But he grins, so brilliantly, not even paying attention. "I love it when you say my name," he says. "I don't even know why."
"Warner isn't your name," I point out. "Your name is *****."
His smile is wide, so wide. "God, I love that."
"Your name?"
"Only when you say it."
"*****? Or Warner?"
His eyes close. He tilts his head back against the wall. Dimples. — Tahereh Mafi
Let go of me, I scream, but, oh, only in my imagination because my lips are finished working and my heart has just expired and my mind has gone to hell for the day and my eyes my eyes I think they're bleeding ... — Tahereh Mafi
It's a tangible thing; the kind of power that could tangle in my fingers. — Tahereh Mafi
I would rather be dead, than go back to being silent and suffocated. — Tahereh Mafi
Your eyes are so deep. So calm. I want to know what you're thinking. — Tahereh Mafi
I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of the clock I count the lines between the lines on a sheet of paper. I count the broken beats of my heart I count my pulse and my blinks and the number of tries it takes to inhale enough oxygen for my lungs. I stay like this I stand like this I count like this until the feeling stops. Until the tears stop spilling, until my fists stop shaking, until my heart stops aching. There are never enough numbers. — Tahereh Mafi
You are not normal. You never have been, and you never will be. Embrace who you are. — Tahereh Mafi
It's not charity," I snap. "He cares about me
and I care about him!"
Warner nods, unimpressed. "You should get a dog, love. I hear they share much the same qualities. — Tahereh Mafi
Stop.
Stop time.
Stop the world.
Stop everything for the moment he crosses the room and pulls me into his arms and pins me against the wall and I'm spinning and standing and not even breathing but I'm alive so very very alive. — Tahereh Mafi
Gone is the boy with the guns and the skeletons in his closet. These hands holding me have never held a weapon. These hands have never touched death. These hands are perfect and kind and tender. — Tahereh Mafi
Juliette Ferrars." A voice detonates my name. There's a heavy boot pressed on my back and I can't lift my head to distingush who's speaking to me.
"Weston, dim the lights and release her. I want to see her face." The command is cool and strong like steel, dangerously calm, effortlessly powerful.
The brightness is reduced to a level I'm able to tolerate. The imprint of a boot is carved into my back but no longer settled on my skin. I lift my head and look up.
I'm immediately struck by his youth. He can't be much older than me. It's obvious he's in charge of something, though I have no idea what. His skin is flawless, unblemished, his jawline sharp and strong. His eyes are the palest shade of emerald I've ever seen.
He's beautiful.
His crooked smile is calculated evil. — Tahereh Mafi
It's strange. How hollow i feel. Like there might be echoes inside of me. Like I'm one of those chocolate rabbits they used to sell around Easter, the ones that were nothing more than a sweet shell encapsulating a world of nothing. I'm like that. I encapsulate a world of nothing. — Tahereh Mafi
Sometimes I wonder if the planets are still up there, still aligned, still managing to get along after all this time. Maybe we could learn a thing or two from them. — Tahereh Mafi
You know, I can sort of control it now," I tell him, beaming. "I can moderate my strength levels."
"Good for you. I'll buy you a balloon the minute the world stops shitting on itself. — Tahereh Mafi
While a part of me wants to know, another part of me is too exhausted to ask. — Tahereh Mafi
All I know next are his arms, the desperate edge to his voice when he says my name, and I'm unraveling in his embrace, I'm frayed and falling apart and I'm making no effort to control the tremors in my bones and he's so hot his skin is so hot and I don't even know where I am anymore. — Tahereh Mafi
It's like there are a million screams caught inside of my chest but I have to keep them all in because what's the point of screaming if you'll never be heard and no one will ever hear me in her. No one will ever hear me again. — Tahereh Mafi
I never even tried. Because I let the world teach me to hate myself. I was a coward who needed someone else to tell me I was worth something before I took any steps to save myself. — Tahereh Mafi
Children do not see themselves as shocking or surprising and do not want other people to do so. — Elizabeth Ferrars
And I understand, for the first time, that I have the power to destroy everything. — Tahereh Mafi
Most of us think we've had more trouble than we deserve. — Elizabeth Ferrars
I do want you," I say to him, my voice shaking. "I want you so much it scares me. — Tahereh Mafi
I felt that I admired you, but I told myself it was only friendship; and till I began to make comparisons between yourself and Lucy, I did not know how far I was got. — Jane Austen
Hang tight
Hold on
Look up
Stay strong
Hang on
Hold tight
Look strong
Stay up
One day I might break
One day I might
b r e a k
free — Tahereh Mafi
Are you out of your goddamn mind? You think we can take on two hundred soldiers? I know I am an extremely attractive man, J, but I am not Bruce Lee."
"Who's Bruce Lee?"
"Who's Bruce Lee?" Kenji asks, horrified. "Oh my God. We can't even be friends anymore."
"Why? Was he a friend of yours?"
"You know what," he says, "just stop. Just - I can't even talk to you right now. — Tahereh Mafi
We're too different now. We want different things. And this?" I say nodding at our hands. "All this managed to prove is that you are extremely good at turning me off — Tahereh Mafi
For so many years I lived in constant terror of myself. Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to its whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing peon, too terrified to disobey, too terrified to disagree. I had been shackled, a prisoner in my own mind.
But finally, finally, I have learned to break free. — Tahereh Mafi
Warner's head is on my lap. His face is smooth and calm and peaceful in a way I've never seen it and I almost reach out to stroke his hair before I remember exactly how awkward this actually is. — Tahereh Mafi
I'm here for you kid. That's what friends are for. — Tahereh Mafi
I can well imagine the extent of his relationship with my father,' Warner says, shaking his head. 'And that he has managed to survive it at all, and with more humanity than I did?' A pause. 'No,' he says. 'I cannot hate him. And I would be lying if I said I didn't admire him. — Tahereh Mafi
[Mrs. Ferrars] was not a woman of many words: for, unlike people in general, she proprtioned them to the number of her ideas. — Jane Austen
His smile is laced with dynamite. "Go to sleep"
"Go to hell."
He works his jaw. Walks to the door. "I'm working on it. — Tahereh Mafi
Mrs. Ferrars was a little, thin woman, upright, even to formality, in her figure, and serious, even to sourness, in her aspect. Her complexion was sallow; and her features small, without beauty, and naturally without expression; but a lucky contraction of the brow had rescued her countenance from the disgrace of insipidity, by giving it the strong characters of pride and ill nature. She was not a woman of many words; for, unlike people in general, she proportioned them to the number of her ideas; and of the few syllables that did escape her, not one fell to the share of Miss Dashwood, whom she eyed with the spirited determination of disliking her at all events. — Jane Austen
The books ... they helped keep me from losing my mind altogether. — Tahereh Mafi
So that's it?" Kenji says. "You just like him for his personality, huh?"
"What?"
"All of this," Kenji says, waving a hand in the air, "has nothing to do with him being all sexy and shit and him being able to touch you all the time?"
"You think Warner is sexy?"
"That is not what I said. — Tahereh Mafi
I begin to wonder if it's coincidence that the one person most unafraid to touch me is a monster himself. — Tahereh Mafi
It's incredible how someone can look so right and feel so wrong. Kent is a lucky bastard. — Tahereh Mafi
I'm not falling for Warner," I say quietly.
"Sure you aren't."
"I'm not," I insist. "I'm just
I don't know." I sigh. "I don't know what's happening to me."
"They're called hormones. — Tahereh Mafi
Never forget," I say, quietly now, "that if I wanted your job, I could have it. And never forget that the man you so eagerly serve is the same man who taught me how to fire a gun when I was nine years old. — Tahereh Mafi
Do you like Shakespeare?" he asks me. An odd segue.
I shake my head. "All I know about him is that he stole my name and spelled it wrong. — Tahereh Mafi
Is love a fancy or a feeling.... or a Ferrars? — Emma Thompson
Very well then, Ms. Ferrars. Good luck, and godspeed. Our world is in your hands. — Tahereh Mafi
He held you captive and managed to fall in love with you in the process. — Tahereh Mafi
He says : " please don't shoot me for this "
and he kissed me . — Tahereh Mafi
Have you ever been in love?" I ask, turning on my side to look at him. He stares up at the sky. Blinks a few times.
"Nope."
I roll back, disappointed.
"Oh."
"This is so depressing." Kenji says.
"Yeah"
"We suck."
"Yeah. — Tahereh Mafi
I am going to MURDER YOU - "
"No," he says, pointing at me as he shifts backward again. "Bad Juliette. You don't like to kill people, remember? You're against that, remember? You like to talk about feelings and rainbows - — Tahereh Mafi
And I know I'm about to die. I know it's over and it doesn't feel real, somehow, it feels like this is a story someone else is telling, like death is a strange, distant thing you've only ever seen happen to people you've never known and surely it doesn't happen to me, to you, to any of the rest of us.
But here it is. — Tahereh Mafi
I dare to hope Adam is trying to reach out to me. I'm crazy enough to consider the possibility. — Tahereh Mafi
I need to break down these self-made walls. — Tahereh Mafi
Hope.
It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it's the only thing in the world keeping me afloat. — Tahereh Mafi
...old habits are crawling out of my skin... — Tahereh Mafi
Twice.
Once for Adam.
Once for Warner. — Tahereh Mafi
Juliette," he says.
"Yes?"
I can hear him breathing.
"Thank you," he whispers. "For
being my friend."
I turn around then. Press close to
him, my nose grazing his neck. "I will
always be here if you need me," I say,
the darkness catching and hushing my
voice. "Please remember that. Always
remember that. — Tahereh Mafi
Juliette," I whisper. "My name is Juliette. — Tahereh Mafi
I lived in a really dark place. I wasn't safe in my own mind. I woke up every morning hoping to die and then spent the rest of the day wondering if maybe I was already dead because I couldn't even tell the difference. — Tahereh Mafi
I am Juliette Ferrars, and I will lead this nation. I challenge anyone who would stand against me. — Tahereh Mafi
The tattoo is just setting below his hp bone.
H e l l i s e m p t y
a n d a l l t h e d e v i l s a r e h e r e
I kiss my way across the words.
Kissing away the devils.
Kissing away the pain. — Tahereh Mafi
But the thought of laying a hand on someone brings back a world of memories, feelings, a flush of power I experience only when I make contact with skin not immune to my own. It's a rush of invincibility; a tormented kind of euphoria; a wave of intensity flooding every pore in my body. I don't know what it will do ti me. I don't know if I can trust myself to take pleasure in someone else's pain. — Tahereh Mafi
Because what's the point of screaming ifor you'll never be heard — Tahereh Mafi
i think my heart is going to explode — Tahereh Mafi
Ah, Ms. Ferrars. I don't know what you hope to accomplish by sitting in the corner. — Tahereh Mafi