“Clara's mother: Yes, and what could possible be more important to your life right now than Christian? Clara: I'm going out with… — Cynthia Hand Life Copy Share Image
“As a serf, poor Christian has already been killed several times in our class. Aside from dying of the Black Plague on… — Cynthia Hand Christian Copy Share Image
“Insert the biggest, most awkward silence in the history of big awkward silences. I stare at him. I'm suddenly exhausted by all… — Cynthia Hand Angel Copy Share Image
“I'm ready to stop saying goodbye to things. I'm going to start saying hello.” — Cynthia Hand Inspirational Copy Share Image
“Have a care, Sir Tucker, lest you find yourself in the stockades." He scoffs and looks at Mr. Erikson. "She can't do… — Cynthia Hand Black Plague Copy Share Image
“Crap. No one's ever called me dorkina before. Derivative of dork. Not good.” — Cynthia Hand Clara Copy Share Image
There's nothing more inspiring than the complexity and beauty of the human heart. — Cynthia Hand Beauty Copy Share Image
“What should I do?" I ask. "You should have a really good excuse. And maybe you should cry -- girls do that,… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“And I'm thankful, in that moment, full to the brim with gratitude that Christian is with me. He's here. My partner. My… — Cynthia Hand Best friend Copy Share Image
“Tuck," I breathe, and then he kisses me. I've been kissed before. But nothing like this. He kisses me with surprising tenderness,… — Cynthia Hand Angel-paranormal-romance Copy Share Image
“It's been nice knowing you, Clara.' Huh? My brain still a bit shell-shocked. 'Say a prayer for me, will you? He gives… — Cynthia Hand Clara-gardner Copy Share Image
“Can we go somewhere?" I ask. "Let's go somewhere off in the woods and I'll show you." He hesitates, of course. What… — Cynthia Hand Clara Copy Share Image
“I don't know if it's the terrible pain from my shouler or the weight of his emotional baggage, but I feel like… — Cynthia Hand Emotional baggage Copy Share Image
“I won’t be that girl who lets the guy treat her like crap and still fawns all over him.” — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“I wanted to kiss you,” he murmurs. “Me. Not because of some vision I saw. Because of you. Because of what I… — Cynthia Hand Dreams Copy Share Image
“So did you really mean all that stuff you said when I was a dead man?" "Every word." "Could you say it… — Cynthia Hand Clara-gardner Copy Share Image
“Sir Tucker,” I say suddenly, interrupting Angela. “Yeah?” “I believe the correct response is, ‘yes, Your Majesty,” — Cynthia Hand Humor Copy Share Image
