Simon Snow Quotes & Sayings

Then come the wild weather, come sleet or come snow, we will stand by each other, however it blow. — Simon Dach

Snowmageddon.
Dirty glacial clouds hammered the city's anvil. On the District of Columbia's northwestern edge, gusts of snow rolled across the Park Road Bridge like volcanic ash. — Simon Conway

What do you know about Simon Snow?" she asked. He shrugged. "Everybody knows about Simon Snow." "You've read the books?" "I've seen the movies." Cath rolled her eyes so hard, it hurt. — Rainbow Rowell

Tall. Black hair swept back from his forehead. Lips curled up in a sneer... I know that face as well as my own. — Rainbow Rowell

And I do not have a weird thing with Simon Snow,' Cath said. 'I'm just really active in the fandom.'
'What the f**ck is a fandom'
'You wouldn't understand,' Cath sighed — Rainbow Rowell

What did you do?" Kate asked.
"Nothing. We're inside the wards." Simon laughed and drank the elixir.
She looked around with surprise. "How can you tell? At night? In the snow?"
"That tree." He indicated an ash tree standing amidst other ash trees.
"It looks like a thousand other trees."
"No, it looks like you." Simon took a shallow, pained breath, but smiled. "It's my marker."
Both Kate and Malcolm stared at the tree. Kate cocked her hip. "It looks like me? A tree? That's flattering."
"Yes. See how the curves
" Simon worked his hands in an hourglass shape. "It looks like you. — Clay Griffith

Loving Simon isn't something one does alone or once a year at a convention - for thousands of fans of all ages, loving Simon Snow is nothing less than a lifestyle. — Rainbow Rowell

Is it too much?"
"No. It's like you completed the circuit," I say, gripping his other hand. "I feel kind of drunk, though."
"Drunk on power?" he asks.
I giggle. "Shit, Snow. Stop talking. This is embarrassing. — Rainbow Rowell

I have total respect for anyone who discovers a band like Snow Patrol. I would be hopeless at signing a rock band, or anything alternative, cause I don't know what that audience are into and I don't particularly like that kind of music. — Simon Cowell

Go on, then," he says. "Carry on, Simon. — Rainbow Rowell

[My] pictures are about memory and forgetfulness. The evidence is dissolving. Bones crumble; human ash returns to soil; teeth, sandals, hair, bullets, axes disperse into atoms and molecules. Footprints in the snow will be erased by the next storm. The evidence of evil, like the evidence of good, obeys the universal laws of entropy. Heat cools, matter disintegrates, memories fade. If we let them. — Simon Norfolk

He also says I tried to throw him down a flight of stairs that year. Really, we were fighting at the top of the staircase, and I got in a lucky punch that sent him flying. Then, when my aunt Fiona asked me if I'd pushed Simon Snow down a flight of stairs, I said, "Fuck yes I did. — Rainbow Rowell

And sometimes holes want to get bigger, but Baz was wrong - sometimes they just want to be filled. — Rainbow Rowell

Emma was doing something nice for Simon? Hell must be enjoying the snow day. — E.J. Stevens

No, I know," Levi said. "But it's not you. You don't push through every moment. You pay attention. You take everything in. I like that about you - I like that better."
Cath closed her eyes and felt tears catch on her cheeks.
"I like your glasses," he said. "I like your Simon Snow T-shirts. I like that you don't smile at everyone, because then, when you smile at me. ... Cather." He kissed her mouth. "Look at me."
She did.
"I choose you over everyone. — Rainbow Rowell

He swallows. Snow has the longest neck and the showiest swallow I've ever seen. His chin juts out and his Adam's apple catches - it's a whole scene. — Rainbow Rowell

He's pushing me, so I push him back.
His cross is rattling in my tongue and jaw. His pulse is beating in my throat. And his mouth is killing everything I'm trying to think.
Simon Snow. — Rainbow Rowell

You're so alive, Simon Snow. You got my share of it. — Rainbow Rowell

She looks over at his empty bed, and her sadness is so potent that in that moment, I'd do anything to get him back for her. (I'd do anything to bring him back.) — Rainbow Rowell

I am going to die kissing Simon Snow. Aleister Crowley, I'm living a charmed life. — Rainbow Rowell

And I don't have a weird thing with Simon Snow," Cath said. "I'm just really active in the fandom." "What the fuck is 'the fandom'?" "You wouldn't understand, — Anonymous

Carry on, Simon. — Rainbow Rowell

I'm so full of power, I feel like I can see without opening my eyes. Like I could go nova if I wanted to and have my own galaxy. Is this what it's like to be Simon Snow? To have infinity in your chest pocket? — Rainbow Rowell

I erase the word and start over. I'm working on the "Everything we still don't" list. I'm tempted to write: everything important and also: whether Simon Snow is actually gay. And: whether I'll live forever. — Rainbow Rowell

And he is enchanted by the beauty of small things: hot coffee, wind through an open window, the tapping of rain, a passing bicycle, the desolation of snow on a winter's day. — Simon Van Booy

It was the kind of snow that didn't amount to anything on the ground. It would just dust the dead grass. The technical term for that level, he decided, was an "annoyance" of snow. — Cassandra Clare

Enough, Snow, I'm not the Queen. — Rainbow Rowell

I let myself slip away ... Just to stay sane. Just to get through it. And when I felt myself slipping too far, I held on to the one thing I'm always sure of - Blue eyes. Bronze curls. The fact that Simon Snow is the most powerful magician alive. That nothing can hurt him, not even me. That Simon Snow is alive. And I'm hopelessly in love with him. — Rainbow Rowell

I bloody well should marry Wellbelove. My father would love it.
Marry her. Give her the keys to whatever she wants keys to. Then find a thousand men who look exactly like Simon bloody Snow and break each of their hearts in a different way. — Rainbow Rowell

I'm going to die kissing Simon Snow — Rainbow Rowell

But he's the most familiar thing in this house, and I fall asleep better, listening to Baz breathe, than I have since winter break started. — Rainbow Rowell

What do you want from me, Snow?"
"Nothing," he says. And he means it, the actual bastard. — Rainbow Rowell

Simon Snow is still going to die kissing me.
Just not today. — Rainbow Rowell

What you are is a fucking tragedy, Simon Snow. You literally couldn't be a bigger mess."
He tries to kiss me, but I pull back- "And you like that?"
"I love it." He says
"Why?"
"Because we match. — Rainbow Rowell

As far as Reagan was concerned, Cath was already problematically weird. "It's bad enough that you have homemade Simon Snow posters," Reagan had said last night while she was getting ready for bed. "Do you have to have gay homemade Simon Snow posters?"
Cath had looked up at the drawing over her desk of Simon and Baz holding hands. "Leave them alone," she said. "They're in love. — Rainbow Rowell

Simon," I say, and swallow again, "you're being idiotic."
"Because I like this better than fighting?"
"There is no 'this'!" I protest.
"You slept in my arms," he says.
"Fitfully. — Rainbow Rowell

It's always fire with Baz. I can't believe he hasn't incinerated me yet. Or burned me at the stake. — Rainbow Rowell

Next time he summons me like a half-asred squirrel demon," I said,"I'll tell him so! — Rainbow Rowell

You know," he said, "I keep wanting to say that it's like Simon Snow threw up in here ... but it's more like someone else ate Simon Snow - like somebody went to an all-you-care-to-eat Simon Snow buffet - and then threw up in here. — Rainbow Rowell

posters of Simon Snow on the wall. — Rainbow Rowell

Snow's table manners are atrocious - it's like watching a wild dog eat. A wild dog you'd like to slip the tongue. — Rainbow Rowell

Yep, ready to go. Simon, this is James. James,
Simon. They leaned in to shake hands, and I could see that
they both exerted a little extra force, neither seeming to
want to be the one to let go first. I rolled my eyes. Yes, boys.
You can both write your names in the snow. The question is,
who would make bigger letters? — Alice Clayton

Everybody drinks," she said calmly. The Only Rational One.
"Your sister doesn't."
When rolled her eyes. "Forgive me, but I'm not going to spend my college years sitting soberly in my dorm room, writing about gay magicians."
"Objection," Cath said, reaching for a burrito. — Rainbow Rowell

Baz arched an elegant brow. Are you going to snog the Humdrum-is that your plan? Because he's eleven. And he looks just like you. That's both vain and deviant, Snow, even for you. — Rainbow Rowell

He's still looking in my eyes. Staring me down like he did that dragon, chin tilted and locked. "I'm not the Chosen One," he says.
I meet his gaze and sneer. My arm is a steel band around his waist. "I choose you," I say. "Simon Snow, I choose you. — Rainbow Rowell

I like your glasses," he said. "I like your Simon Snow T-shirts. I like that you don't smile at everyone, because then, when you smile at me ... Cather. — Rainbow Rowell