You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get marcie. She likes ordering people around. She’ll be a natural.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.
More Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes
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But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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Cheshvan starts tonight,” rixon said, “what are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?” “thinking.” “thinking?” “a process by which i use my brain to make a rational decision.
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What good is a body if i can’t have you?
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My first job entailed spending a summer working in a cornfield in nebraska.
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It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
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I nibbled my lower lip. “if you could see into my past just by touching my back, you’d have a hard time resisting the temptation too.” “i have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.
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Vee: and i’m not going to let you sit at home all afternoon with your sour face on. Nora: i don’t have a sour face. Vee: yes, you do. And you’re wearing it right now. Nora: this is my annoyed face. You woke me up at six in the morning!
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I saw you, and i wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you.
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You’re a psychopath.” “i prefer creative.
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Violence doesn’t equal strength.
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That’s really eco-friendly of you,” vee told marcie. “recycling nora’s old trash.
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She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying
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My most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It’s big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away… Literally.
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I’m not the distraction in the room.’ ‘oh? And what might be?’ -nora & patch (pg 242)
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His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.
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