#roth

He'd only been gone two seconds, but the room got brighter when they were together, as if they were two elements that became brilliant in proximity. At Sam's clumsy efforts to carry the vacuum, Grace smiled a new smile that I thought only he ever got, and he shot her a withering look full of the sort of subtext you could only get from a lot of conversations whispered after dark. It made me think of Isabel, back at her house. We didn't have what Sam and Grace had. We weren't even close to having it. I didn't think what we had could get to this, even if you gave it a thousand years. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#grace-brisbane #linger #love #sam-roth #love

As I handed her the bag, the old scars on my wrist throbbed with buried memories. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#scars #sam

We are all in the same boat, in a stormy sea, and we owe each other a terrible loyalty. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#interdependence #loyalty #loyalty

Words have power. And I may be privileged and have a higher IQ than any of our former teachers, but when people look at me? They see a black, male teenager. And there is nothing quite as frightening to some folks as an angry young black man. ↗

— Michelle Hodkin

#evolution

...Bringing the very heavens close enough to touch. It was Zsadist. His eyes closed, his head back, his mouth wide open, he sang. The scarred one, the souless one, had the voice of an angel. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#heaven

Folded in my arms you're a butterfly in reverse you're giving up your wings and inheriting my curse you're letting go of me you're letting go ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#sam-roth #sam

You're assuming they would listen to me," I said. Cole lifted his hands off the roof of the Volkswagen; cloudy fingerprints evaporated seconds ater he did. "We all listen to you, Sam." He jumped to the pavement. "You just don't always talk to us. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#sam-roth #wolves #sam

I remember being intrigued by the idea of school-in-a-box, just-add-water-and-Sam. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#sam

Without turning on the light, I went to my bed and lay down, my arm thrown across the mattress, my hand aching because Grace wasn't underneath it ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#sam-roth #sam

Sam: “I—it’s—I’m not an animal. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#sam-roth #werewolf #sam