Ty And Gemma Quotes & Sayings

I was surprised at her gentleness, her willingness to give in. — Lucy Christopher

I thought you didn't want to let me go. — Lucy Christopher

Magic was ugly - -a hard bargain with the universe, a calculus of pain. — Laini Taylor

How would she find her herd? How would she find you? — Lucy Christopher

You smiled then, and your whole face changed with it. It kind of lit up, like there were sunbeams coming from inside you. — Lucy Christopher

I have never planned anything. I have been doing this job for over 50 years. I have been paid to work with some wonderful people and it has been a huge gift, to me. — Donald Sutherland

Living communion with God in which He is real, alive, fresh, and present to your soul energizes a God-centered life. — Colin S. Smith

Before I could turn to look up, a voice boomed from the heavens: "What the heck is going on down there? — Kat Falls

All I could think about was you. I wanted you in the apartment. I wanted your arms around me, your face close to mine. I wanted your smell. And I knew I couldn't - shouldn't - have it. That's what I hated most. The uncertainty of you. You'd kidnapped me, put my life in danger ... but I loved you, too. — Lucy Christopher

I think you glow more when you embarrassed. Maybe that's how you blush. — Kat Falls

And it's hard to hate someone once you understand them. — Lucy Christopher

You nodded towards the cup. "Want
more?"
I shook my head. "What about the car?"
"Didn't find it. You were heading back towards me when I
found you."
"Towards ... ?"
You nodded. "So I reckoned the car had probably got stuck
or died somehow, and you were just coming home."
"Home?"
"Yeah." Your mouth twitched. "Back to me. — Lucy Christopher

You won't be able to hurt me, or touch me. — Lucy Christopher

My eyelids are heavy as stone. But when I sleep, I'll have that dream again. I haven't wanted to tell you about it, until now.
I'll be in the Separates, and I'll be digging with my bare hands. When I've made a hole deep enough to plant a tree, I'll place my fingers inside. I'll slip off the ring you gave me. It will catch the light and glint a rainbow of colors over my skin, but I will take my hands away, leaving it there. I'll sprinkle the earth back over it, and I will bury it. Back where it belongs.
I'll rest against a tree's rough trunk. The sun will be setting, it's dazzling color threading through the sky, making my cheeks warm.
Then I will wake up.
Good-bye, Ty,
Gemma — Lucy Christopher

I think that what appeals to me in my work is having the opportunity to inhabit different genres and so to reach different audiences. — Cate Blanchett

Death reduces all men to the same rank. It strips the rich of his millions and the poor man of his rags ... Death knows no age limits, no partiality. It is a thing that all men fear. — Billy Graham

I made it," you said, gruffly, "for you."
You shoved it onto my finger. It was roughly carved, shaped from a lump of something colourful and cold ... a ring made entirely from a gemstone. It was beautiful. It glinted emerald greens and blood reds over my skin, and had tiny flecks of gold catching the light. I couldn't stop staring at it.
"Why?" I asked.
You didn't answer that. Instead you touched the ring gently and looked piercingly at me, unsaid questions in your eyes. — Lucy Christopher

She simply lived with his face in her heart all the time, a kind of sweet, hurtful ache ... — Stephen King

You moved my head so that it was lying in your lap.
"Keep your eyes open," you said. "Stay with me."
I tried. It felt like I was using every muscle in my face. But I did it. I saw you from upside down, your lips above my eyes and your eyes above my lips.
"Talk to me," you said.
My throat felt like it was closing up, as if my skin had swollen, making my throat a lump of solid flesh. I gripped your hand.
"Keep watching me, then," you said. "Keep listening. — Lucy Christopher

Everyone wanted answers I wasn't ready to give. — Lucy Christopher