Frases de Richelle Mead

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“Simplemente te amaré me quieras o no.”

“Meus olhos se levantaram do rosto de Natalie e encontraram o de Jesse Zeklos, bem quando ele passava pela nossa mesa.”

“Era irônico que os dampiros fizessem tanto sucesso aqui, pois as esbeltas garotas Moroi se pareciam demais com as modelos supermagras das passarelas de moda, tão apreciadas no mundo dos humanos.”

“Yeah according to my- Hey, are you staring at my chest? -Rose to Adrian”

“Well, I guess I can wait two weeks then."
"for what?"
"to ask her out”

“Not much could have distracted me from coffee, but hearing Julius Caesar quoted at Spencer’s certainly did.”

“Nothing," she said softly. "A queen must possess nothing to rule because she has to give everything she has to her people. Even her life.”

“I saw endless depths of brown, the depths I'd fallen into so many times. No red rings.
Dimitri… was not a Strigoi.
And he was weeping.”

“Couldn't Lissa have healed that black eye away?"
"Its a badge of honor. Makes me seem manly.”

“I thought Alchemists avoided alcohol the same way they do primary colors.”

“The world of the dead wonʹt give you
up a second time.”

“Carter leaned toward me and brushed the hair away from the side of my face. "Don't look down then," he whispered.”

“Hope implies that you think you have a chance at something.”

“You are the most boring teacher ever."
He grinned and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, just as a knock sounded at the door. "It all depends on what you me to teach you.”

“Goodbye. Thanks for your help… I… I'll miss you. -Rose to Mason”

“You remember our talk about purpose and meaning?" he asked me, the smile disappearing. "Well, I think this might be mine. I think this is what I was meant to do, Georgina.”

“Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can’t have something, you want it that much more.”
Adrian: “Yes. It happens all the time.”

“So that's how you're going to fix the family problem. Little Dragomirs. Good idea.”

“My heart shatters. My world shatters.

you will lose what you value most.

It wasn't my life or even Dimitri's life.

what you value most

It was his soul.”

“Do what? Come up with a clever pun referencing Jerome's demonic status? The truth is, I usually keep a stash of them on hand and”

“I loved you and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up. You might as well have staked me.”

“There was nothing I loved more than teasing Dimitri. Well, aside from maybe kissing him.”

“You'll be alive', he pointed out. 'That's what matters. Enjoy what you have, every little detail of wherever you are. Don't focus on where you aren't.”

“But listen to me when I say this. You are an exceptional, talented, and brilliant young woman. Do not ever let anyone make you feel invisible. Do not let anyone - not even a teacher who constantly sends you for coffee - push you around.”

“We're the same! Even Sonya says we are.
We've always been the same, and we're
both acting the same stupid way now! We
hold ourselves to higher standards than
everyone else.”

“I’ve seen all I need to. I’m going to go drink now in a futile effort to wipe away the memory of this debacle.”

“I suck,” I said, after several minutes of uncomfortable silence into our drive.
“Is that some kind of vampire joke?” Trey
asked.”

“I shot up, now as angry and frusterated as him. I had a feeling if i stayed, we'd both snap. In and undertone, I murmured,"this isnt over. i won't give up on you."
" I've given up on you,"he said back, voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has.”

“Roza." his voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent… it was all just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: Don't hesitate."
I just barely saw his fist striking out toward my head… and then I saw nothing at all.”

“How do I know I can trust you?'

'You can't,' he said bluntly. 'You've got to take it on faith that the enemy of your enemy is your friend.”

“If we could manage any sort of trust again… Well. That would make me happier than you can imagine”

“Sometimes it’s worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination."

Metaphors. This was the cost of making out with an artist.”