Dead Quote by Victoria Schwab Download Open image ““Ben is ten and he’s dead. But he’s not gone. Not for me.”” — Victoria Schwab ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.2 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Ben Dead Dead Dead Gone Gone
“I couldn’t tell anyone. I never, ever wanted Ben to be dead. But sometimes I wanted him gone. And then he was.” — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“There’s no one around to answer all my questions now that Ben’s gone. It’s a stark fact that continually reasserts itself each time I… — John Jackson Miller Copy Share Image
“Though it turned my stomach, I stumbled back inside the moment they were overtaken, sparing one last desperate glance Ben’s way before slamming the… — Thea Hayworth Copy Share Image
“But Ben wasn’t twelve anymore and, infection or no, he refused to be cowed. “I deserve to know. Don’t keep any other updates from… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“If you mean a few little things—the exact sound of his voice, the shade of his hair, then okay, yeah. You’re going to forget.… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“All I saw was Ben, and I knew that all he saw was me. The whole world didn't - it was there, but it… — Ivy Devlin Copy Share Image
“Ben reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me back to him. His lips tickled against my ear as he whispered, "I will do… — Megg Jensen Copy Share Image
“Hell, he missed Ben. He was the one person Maddox could talk to about family stuff. It was funny how angry Ben got on… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“I know his death could have been avoided with a doctor who was really on top of it. He had so much life in… — Neil Young Copy Share Image
“Yeah, and I honestly don’t hold it against you anymore. Ben’s an amazing guy, and I bet losing someone like that hurt pretty damn… — Jay Bell Copy Share Image
“Perhaps it is in our best interest to... to surrender rather than waste words.” — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“The dead are silent, and objects, when they hold impressions, are quiet until you reach through them. But the touch of living is loud.… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“Having something and losing it, it's so much crueler than never having had it.” — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“People are made up of so many small details. Some—like the smell of cookies baking—we can recreate. Or at least try.” — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“I suppose it doesn't matter how they get out. All that matters is they do. And when they do, they must be found. They… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“The silliest things shatter you. A T-shirt discovered behind the washing machine. A toy that rolled under a cabinet in the garage, forgotten until… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“What a mess. Truths are messy and lies are messy, and I don’t care what Da said, it’s impossible to cut a person into… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“Let them think you a demon or a god,” she said. “Let them fear you. It does not matter.” “It matters a great deal… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“What do schools do that for?” he grumbles. “What’s the point of summer if they give you homework?” “Exactly!” — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“I am broken the way most writers are, stories leaking through the cracks.” — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
I'm going to stay on stage until I drop dead. Then I'm going to have myself stuffed, like Trigger, and I'm going to put… — Debbie Reynolds Copy Share Image
Okay, so I'll admit I'm curious. Big deal. We both know what that leads to. Dead cat. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
It's a really dark, emotionally wrenching world that we've created on 'The Walking Dead.' — Laurie Holden Copy Share Image
If you’re alive, don’t move, if you’re dead, don’t worry about it. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I’m just–” She wanted to say “not in the mood,” but that was not only a cliché but a vast understatement. She was dead.” — Will McIntosh Copy Share Image
He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Ireland starts for me with the end of 'The Dead,' which my father read to me from his desk in his basement office in… — John Jeremiah Sullivan Copy Share Image
