“Everyone was pointing upward at the sky, which was turning into a symphony of color. First, orange streaks appeared in the blue, like an oboe joining a flute, turning a solo into a duet. That harmony built into a crescendo… — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
That was the worst part about losing someone-finding a place to store all the thoughts and feelings you'd otherwise share with them. — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
“I love you,” he whispered, staring into eyes that were aglow with firelight, and something else. “I love you too.” — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
“exhilaration fizzed through Clarke’s body. Before she realised what she was doing, she had thrown her arms around Bellamy. He joined in her laughter… — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
“Everyone was pointing upward at the sky, which was turning into a symphony of color. First, orange streaks appeared in the blue, like an… — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
“Bellamy Plunged Into The Lake and Closed The Distance Between Them With a Few Powerful Strokes. He'd Boasted About Teaching Himself To Swim. During… — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
You couldn't expect anyone else to share your suffering. You had to carry your pain alone. — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
“Octavia was the only person in the world who truly knew him. There was no one else he really cared about ever seeing again.… — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
That was the thing about secrets-you had to carry them with you forever, no matter what the cost. — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
“Good people can make mistakes. It doesn't mean you stop caring about them. (Clarke)” — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
“Who we are and who we need to be to survive are two different things.” — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
“She’s my best friend,” Clarke said, taking his hand. “The only person on Earth who knows the real me.” She shot an embarrassed smile… — Kass Morgan Copy Share Image
