“No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of it for anyone else’?” — Cynthia Hand Burdens Copy Share Image
“Are you any good at it?" "Pulling idiots out of the snow? I'm the best.” — Cynthia Hand Clara-gardner Copy Share Image
“My fortune read, It’s never too late to become what one could have been.” — Cynthia Hand Books Copy Share Image
“That's ironic, because I always thought you were the ugliest out of all the angels.” — Cynthia Hand Ironic Copy Share Image
“My mother always says that love is like a snakebite, a venom slowly spreading through your veins.” — Cynthia Hand Beautiful-imagery Copy Share Image
“Hasta la vista, baby," he tells me, and I shake my head and smile at how adorably dorky he can be. His… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“My dear sweet girl. You take on so much. You feel things so deeply. But you will be happy, my darling. You… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“Who is this?” he asks. “I’ve seen him hanging around you like some lovesick puppy. Is he one of the Nephilim?” — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“It doesn’t taste anything like the drink I had at the party with Tucker. And now, almost two years later, I realize… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“What do you see in a guy like Christian Prescott?" he asks. "I don't know," I say wearily. "Anything else you want?"… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“One minute you’re a happy fourteen-yearold—good at everything you try, popular, fun—the next you’re a freak with wings” — Cynthia Hand Clara-gardner Copy Share Image
“You think I'm pretty?" I ask. "We need to stop talking," he says a little gruffly. "We're scaring the fish off." "Okay,… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“Oh right. What about Wendy?" I ask "What about her?" "It's her birthday, too. I'm the worst friend ever. I should have… — Cynthia Hand Friend Copy Share Image
“You're a little bit of a show-off. First you get us out of hell. And then you defeat like the biggest, baddest… — Cynthia Hand Books Copy Share Image
“I sneaked out to his house a couple times in the middle of the night to watch over him while he slept,… — Cynthia Hand Books Copy Share Image
“But now...it's like when part of you stops hurting and suddenly you're yourself again, healthy and whole, and only then do you… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“She watched you wrestle Toby Jameson, who probably weighs two hundred pounds, without even working up a sweat. And she said to… — Cynthia Hand Clara-gardner Copy Share Image
“Just so you know, this is the last time I ever trust you," I say. "But you're so cute all covered in… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“What do you see in a guy like Christian Prescott?" he asked me that night when he dropped me off from prom.… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“Stories let us see and hear and feel what someone else does,” she explained. “They build bridges to the other islands. That’s… — Cynthia Hand Compassion Copy Share Image
“Yes. But mostly I’m a normal girl.” I know he won’t believe that. I wonder if he’ll ever treat me like a… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“I close my eyes again. There’s the smell of mountain snow on the air. I shiver. I would have brought a coat… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“How's happiness class going, by the way?" "Okay, so far." "Are you feeling happy?" he asks with the hint of a smirk.… — Cynthia Hand Angels Copy Share Image
“There are two ways to respond when life hands you something unpleasant,” the grandmother said, smiling down at the infant in her… — Cynthia Hand Copy Share Image
“Before I moved here, I never got the whole love-triangle thing. You know, in movies or romance novels or whatnot, where there’s… — Cynthia Hand 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 Copy Share Image
“ Your a member? I think at him incredulously. He blinks in surprise that I am talking to him via brain. That… — Cynthia Hand Oath Copy Share Image
“It wasn't you're fault," I whisper. And then out of self-protection more than anything else, I bring the glory. I don't warn… — Cynthia Hand Christian Copy Share Image
