Quote by Jill Hathaway Download Open image ““His breath is sweet despite the coffee, but it's laced with something else-something like sorrow.”” — Jill Hathaway ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“my breath sour against my fist, which I still held to my mouth as if this was a sorrow that could be stifled.” — Melanie Benjamin Copy Share Image
“(out of pity or out of fear of spilt coffee, he couldn’t say.) Then,” — Michael Finocchiaro Copy Share Image
“Suddenly finding it hard to breathe. It wasn’t because his grip was too tight, mind you. It was just the sudden proximity. And he… — J.M. Richards Copy Share Image
“One breath. One simple precious breath. It's something you don't think about until there's a possibility that there might not be another.” — S.J. Pierce Copy Share Image
“But then he breathes, "Beautiful," and when his eyes meet mine I know that he really, truly means it.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“She walked over while he poured her a mug and even added the right amount of sugar. It did funny things to her heart… — Natalie Herzer Copy Share Image
“When he remembered, his indrawn breath pulled her scent into his mouth, coating his tongue with her taste. He swallowed that delicious flavor as… — Kat Simons Copy Share Image
“O hiding hair and dewy eyes, I am no more with life and death, My heart upon his warm heart lies, My breath is… — W.B. Yeats Copy Share Image
“I didn't really care for coffee-it was too bitter for my tastes-but I knew it would help wake me up, so I braced myself… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“You taste like sugar," he pants through a smile, still out of breath. "Somehow I doubt that. But I appreciate the thought.” — Addison Moore Copy Share Image
“His words are the air I breathe. The fluid that hydrates me. The food that nourishes me. They're everything giving me everything I need.” — Nyrae Dawn Copy Share Image
“I know there's nothing you can say to make death okay. It is what it is.” — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“In order to give something, you need to have it inside of you to give.” — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“Come on," he says. "And try to avoid the broken glass. Can't have you going to the nurse and meeting some other guy.” — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“When my teacher woke me up, I stared into her face, terrified she'd know about the bad thing I'd just been doing. But then… — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“He reaches out and trails his finger along a poster that says STAR in bubble letters. Safe, Tolerant, Accountable, Respectful-all the things teachers wish… — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“Her eyes are black as coal and filled with sadness, and I wonder what losing a child that young does to you. I'm reminded… — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“His hands are behind his back. 'Choose,' he says. 'I've already made my choice,' I say, and I grab the sleeve of his leather… — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“I melt onto the couch, gasping, realizing I've never wanted anything as much as I want to rewind time and return to that kiss.… — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“That night, I peer through my telescope, wondering why the sky looks the same when my universe has been turned completely upside down.” — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image
“There's so much shit in this world-what good are friends if not to help shoulder some of the burden?” — Jill Hathaway Copy Share Image