Here are some collection of quotes I like from recent books I've read:
Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy - The Lost Herondale
It was always Isabelle.
“There are some things you can’t understand unless you’ve been through them yourself.”
“We all have our own story of the Dark War. All of us lost something. Some of us lost everything.”
all the stories are true.
The Vacationers
Kids are forever, even if love isn’t, right?”
Families were nothing more than hope cast out in a wide net, everyone wanting only the best.
The Summer I Turned Pretty
"You burp, like, baby burps," he said. "It's kind of gross but also kind of cute."
Moments, when lost, can't be found again. They're just gone.
I wish this had been my first kiss.
I wondered if this was the way old crushes died, with a whimper, slowly, and then, just like that--gone.
Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy - Nothing But Shadows
He had heard people call his father’s hair unruly, which meant being untidy with charisma.
Father never once looked at any woman the way he looked at Mother, with joy and thanksgiving, as if she was a living wish, granted past all hope.
Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy - The Lost Herondale
It was always Isabelle.
“There are some things you can’t understand unless you’ve been through them yourself.”
“We all have our own story of the Dark War. All of us lost something. Some of us lost everything.”
all the stories are true.
The Vacationers
Kids are forever, even if love isn’t, right?”
Families were nothing more than hope cast out in a wide net, everyone wanting only the best.
The Summer I Turned Pretty
"You burp, like, baby burps," he said. "It's kind of gross but also kind of cute."
Moments, when lost, can't be found again. They're just gone.
I wish this had been my first kiss.
I wondered if this was the way old crushes died, with a whimper, slowly, and then, just like that--gone.
Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy - Nothing But Shadows
He had heard people call his father’s hair unruly, which meant being untidy with charisma.
Father never once looked at any woman the way he looked at Mother, with joy and thanksgiving, as if she was a living wish, granted past all hope.
