But the world moves on, even when you don’t want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
But the world moves on, even when you don't want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
People stay together and stay true only as long as they both want to. And all the promises in the world don’t… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Before he bent his head, I knew what he was going to do. Touch his lips to mine. Oh, and I wanted… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
But wishes were empty thoughts, cast down a dark hole. They didn't come true unless you worked for them. I'd learned that… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Because it takes more courage to heal the world's hurts than to inflict them. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
The whole world is like Whitewall's razors I burst out. It cuts us, and we bleed but there's no purpose to it. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
So I make no effort to hide my pain. I don’t ever put it all on display like this—but for today and… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Each time Stalker called you 'dove', I wanted to hit him. Because you're not a little gray bird... you're all the light… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I’d never known it was possible to love as he did— with complete devotion yet devoid of promises. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“Vel once told me that the heart isn't like a cup of water. You can't drain it. It's more like an endless well, and… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
There were different kinds of strength. I knew that now. It didn't always come from a knife or a willingness to fight. Sometimes it… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“When people stop writing down their stories, the soul the world is lost.” — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Is that love? It seems like a pale word, too easily tossed about by people who don’t know the meaning of it, who twist… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Here in the enclave, one didn't prosper by demonstrating too much independent thought. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“My heart hurt when I remembered him, but the alternative was forgetting, and that was the final kind of death—when nobody told your story… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“He cocked his head, listening, then whispered to the big man, "We've got a group of four, incoming. Don't scare them off with your… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“These are the results of public security cams at work, recording routinely those who come and go. Apparently, it functions as a wondrous preventative… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
