#loc

Kyle is my best friend. Why would I risk screwing that up?" "Mackenzie Catherine Dobson, have you learned nothing from romantic comedies? Do I need to make a trip to the video store?" Tess set her fork down and sighed. "'We're just friends' is the oldest plot device in the book. All it really means is that you're just friends until one of you get the balls to do something about all the unresolved tension. ↗

— Kathleen Peacock

#kyle #mac #tess #romantic

Oh, now don't act like the idea is so terrible. When you come down to it, what could be more romantic than a few hours of scrambling around in a cold, dripping hole known for occasionally flooding and drowning people? ↗

— Joe Hill

#romantic

We could argue in front of our lockers all dramatically," I said. "That's something I saw a lot at human high schools." He squeezed me in a quick hug. "Yes! Now that sounds like a good time. And then I could come to your house in the middle of the night and play music really loudly under your window until you took me back." I chuckled. "You watch too many movies. Ooh, we could be lab partners!" "Isn't that kind of what we were in Defense?" "Yeah, but in normal high school, there would be more science, less kicking each other in the face." "Nice. ↗

— Rachel Hawkins

#demonglass #lab-partners #lockers #normal-high-school #rachel-hawkins

When Will truly wants something,” said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something — he can break your heart. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #feeling

You know my method. It is founded upon the observation of trifles. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#investigation #methods #mysteries #sherlock-holmes #trifles

Sheriff, are you suggestin' the victom was kidnapped?" "I'm only statin' that, at this time, we have no body, only nonvital body parts... ↗

— Steve Alten

#loch #sci-fi #steve-alten #sci-fi

Surely the Shadowhunter community must honor you and hold you in high esteem as a gentleman who has truly advanced their race. No, Henry said sadly. Mostly they wish that I would stop suggesting new inventions and cease setting fire to things. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#henry-branwell #magnus-bane #community

And then I thought that I had to be like Sherlock Holmes and I had to detach my mind at will to a remarkable degree so that I did not notice how much it was hurting inside my head. ↗

— Mark Haddon

#sherlock-holmes

He opened his mouth. The words were there. He was about to say them when a jolt of terror went through him, the terror of someone who, wandering in a mist, pauses only to realise that they have stopped inches from the edge of a gaping abyss. The way she was looking at him - she could read what was in his eyes, he realised. It must have been written plainly there, like words on the page of a book. There had been no time, no chance, to hide it. “Will,” she whispered. “Say something, Will.” But there was nothing to say. There was only emptiness, as there had been before her. As there would always be. 'I have lost everything', Will thought. 'Everything. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-angel #despair #love #tessa-gray #will-herondale

Look,” he said, “the point is there’s no way to be a hundred percent sure about anyone or anything. So you’re left with a choice. Either hope for the best, or just expect the worst.” If you expect the worst, you’re never disappointed,” I pointed out. Yeah, but who lives like that? ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#expect #hope #lock-and-key #negative #positive