“If you pass out, I'll put you in my lap and wheel you across the finish line” — Carrie Jones Finish Copy Share Image
“Perfection is some mythical state that we can never achieve” — Carrie Jones Achieve Copy Share Image
“You cloak your evil, your violence, in the mask of good. I am just evil.” — Carrie Jones Evil Copy Share Image
I used to be embarrassed by my mom, but now I know what she is-she's a hero. — Carrie Jones Embarrassed Copy Share Image
“It is love which made all this. War which protects it. With love comes responsibility and possibility, fear and hopes, quests and… — Carrie Jones Adventure Copy Share Image
“A pixie's true skin color is blue. Cookie Monster, Grover, and other lovable Muppets are also blue. Do not confuse the two.… — Carrie Jones Captivate Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the monsters are not monsters, she says. I know. I nod. And sometimes the monsters are within us all, even in… — Carrie Jones Believing-vs-knowing Copy Share Image
“I swear his pheromones have my freaking name written on them. They hone in and attack.” — Carrie Jones Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, there are monsters inside of us all, even in the ones we think are the most good." ~Zara White” — Carrie Jones Copy Share Image
“Some of us fight against it, doing everything we can to make it not true. Some of us lose ourselves to grief.… — Carrie Jones Anger Copy Share Image
“ And this time Zara White," he says, " this time it is my turn to rescue you." - Astley” — Carrie Jones Time Copy Share Image
“... no one can ever save someone else, you know? We can only save ourselves. You know that, don't you?” — Carrie Jones Personal responsibility Copy Share Image
There is something about libraries, old libraries, that makes them seem almost sacred. There's a smell of paper and must and binding… — Carrie Jones Attention Copy Share Image
“There are so many layers inside of people, so much soul pain and angsty depth and heart hurt, and some ... hide… — Carrie Jones Copy Share Image
“Phone service is back up and Devyn calls Issie, and then leaves to bring her over. Gram calls Mrs. Nix, the school… — Carrie Jones Secretary Bear Copy Share Image
“ I tucked the charred piece of her sweatshirt i had recovered into the back pocket of my jeans. I am glad… — Carrie Jones Sweatshirt Recovered Copy Share Image
“That Nick is a nice boy." I eyed her. "He doesn't like me." "Really? Are you trying to convince yourself or me?… — Carrie Jones Drooling Copy Share Image
“I know it's like meant to be and stuff, but I have to wait, cause to truly love someone, you have to… — Carrie Jones Truly love Copy Share Image
Losing people you love affects you. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache. It doesn't… — Carrie Jones Ache Copy Share Image
“Pain shoots through my head. fireworks. explosions. all inside my brain. the white world goes dark and i know what's about to… — Carrie Jones Pain Copy Share Image
“Then my cell phone buzzes again. I can’t quite get it out of my pocket because my arm is so bloody. Astley… — Carrie Jones Astley Copy Share Image
“Dude, you tried to kidnap her to bait her mom into coming to you. Then you tried to turn her mom into… — Carrie Jones Deadbeat dad Copy Share Image
“I stomp toward her and point. I've SO had it with her. "That is SO not nice." You don't even talk like… — Carrie Jones Copy Share Image
“I crumple on my bed. For a second, i believed that what i wanted more than anything in the world had come… — Carrie Jones Amnesty Copy Share Image
“Thank you for getting me," I try to say. My lips are so tired they don't want to move. "Anytime,Zara.Really.I mean it."… — Carrie Jones Closing my eyes Copy Share Image
“If i opened the door would he be there? would he smile at me and show his dimples? Would his cheeks be… — Carrie Jones Feel Soul Copy Share Image
“In Norwegian that would be 'hun ma dra. Kanskje er hun gravid.'" Astley sttempts to smile. i can't help teasing him. "Which?… — Carrie Jones Astley Copy Share Image
He has an armload of irises and daisies and tulips and he presents them to me. I didn't know what kind of… — Carrie Jones Bird Copy Share Image
