Kate-harker Quote by Victoria Schwab Download Open image ““Come out, little Katherine, he’d say. Let’s play a game.”” — Victoria Schwab ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Kate-harker Sloan
“Katherine stared intently at the cold, hard steel. She knew it would be loaded and that, if need be, there was extra ammunition in… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“Their sneak-out was over. But by then it was too late. In his mind, Katherine I was already becoming Katherine XIX. She would soon… — John Green Copy Share Image
“…I'm afraid Katherine likes me so much now that she can't always like me as much…” — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“What did you do?” “Nothing. We're just playing a game, she and I, and I'm winning.” — Kiersten Fay Copy Share Image
“You were wearing your hair up like that the day we left for Harbor Springs," he said, his deep voice pitched seductively low. "I… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Katherine," he said. He was still smiling. "Yes." She leaned closer. "Katherine..." "Yes, Damon?" "Go to hell.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“You know who else, Katniss. You know who stepped up first.” Of course I do. Gale.” — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“The man now retrieved a linen cloth and stuffed it deep into Katherine’s mouth. “Death,” he whispered to her, “should be a quiet thing.” — Dan Brown Copy Share Image
“You wanted to play, baby." Soft words that had her freezing in place. "So we'll play.” — nalini singh 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. Living people haven't been compiled, organized -which means they're a jumble of memory and thought and emotion, all tangled up and held at bay only by the silver band of my finger. The ring helps, but… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share
“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 don’t know who I am, and who I’m not, I don’t know who I’m supposed to be, and I miss who I was; I miss it every day, Kate, but there’s no place for that August anymore. No place for the version of me who wanted to go to school, and have a life, and feel human, because this… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share
“I’m willing to walk in darkness if it keeps humans in the light.” — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“I know it hurts," she said. "So make it worth the pain." "How?" "By not letting go," she said softly. "By holding on, to… — V.E. Schwab Copy Share Image
“I spent a long time playing that game,” she said. “Pretending there were other versions of this world, where other versions of me got… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“There were two kinds of monsters, the kind that hunted the streets and the kind that lived in your head. She could fight the… — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” she whispered. “Nice juicy human heart.” — Victoria Schwab Copy Share Image
