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" Shane, in case we don’t … don’t come out of this, I wanted to say…”
He glanced over at her, and she felt her whole body warm from it. She remembered that look. It made her feel naked inside and out, but not in a creepy kind of way. In a way that felt…. Free. “If what you say is true, and I guess it has to be, I think I know why we’re … together,” he said. “I think I’d fall for you no matter what, Claire. You’re kind of awesome. "
― Rachel Caine , Ghost Town (The Morganville Vampires, #9)
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" It's me," a deep voice rumbled.The hands released me and I turned. There stood Derek, all six foot of him. Maybe it was just the thrill of seeing him, but he looked better than I remembered. His black hair was still lank, and his face was still dotted with acne. But he looked...better.~~~~~Tori waited until Derek was gone, then shuddered. " Okay, Derek always weired me out, but the wolf man stuff is seriously creepy. Suits him, I suppose. A creepy power for a creepy guy." " I thought he looked better." She stared at me." What? He does. Probably because he's starting his wolf changes and he's not stressed out about being in Lyle House. That must help." " You know what will really help? Shampoo. Deodorant - " I raised my hand to cut her off. " He smelled fine, so don't start that. I'm sure his wearing deodorant and - for once-it's working. As for showers, they're a little hard to come by on the street, and we won't look much better soon." " I'm just saying." " Do you think he doesn't know you're saying? News flash-he's not stupid. "
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" When I touched that boy, I felt something. Something awful. Something I can’t describe.”
“We all felt it,” Nick said.
“You may have felt it, but I caused it.” Then both his eyes seemed to go far away. “Something changed out there. I don’t know what it was, but something in the world changed because that kid didn’t deserve what I did to him—and the powers that be know that I did it.” Nick watched as a tear fell from his Everlost eye and disappeared through the living world table.
“What if,” said Nick, not even sure what he was going to say yet, “what if you were that kid and you were told you could change the world, but you would have to sacrifice yourself to do it?”
Clarence chuckled at the thought. “I believe that question was already asked a long time ago, and that creepy kid did not look anything like Jesus to me.”
“But you do think that something changed. . . .”
“I don’t know whether it’s good or bad.”
“What if it’s neither?” suggested Nick. “What if we get to make it one or the other? "
― Neal Shusterman , Everfound (Skinjacker, #3)
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" Lately, he had been wondering if codependence was such a bad thing. He took pleasure in his friendships, and it didn’t hurt anyone, so who cared if it was codependent or not? And anyway, how was a friendship any more codependent than a relationship? Why was it admirable when you were twenty-seven but creepy when you were thirty-seven? Why wasn’t friendship as good as a relationship? Why wasn’t it even better? It was two people who remained together, day after day, bound not by sex or physical attraction or money or children or property, but only by the shared agreement to keep going, the mutual dedication to a union that could never be codified. Friendship was witnessing another’s slow drip of miseries, and long bouts of boredom, and occasional triumphs. It was feeling honoured by the privilege of getting to be present for another person’s most dismal moments, and knowing that you could be dismal around him in return. "
― Hanya Yanagihara , A Little Life
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" Vhat ozzer abilities do you haf?" ter Borcht snapped, which his assistant waited, pen in hand.Gazzy thought. " I have X-ray vision," he said. He peered at ter Borcht's chest, then blinked and looked alarmed.Ter Borcht was startled for a second, but then he frowned. " Don't write dat down," he told his assistant in irritation. The assistant froze in midsentence." You. Do you haf any qualities dat distinguish you in any way?" Nudge chewed on a fingernail. " You mean, like, besides the WINGS?" She shook her shoulders gently, and her beautiful fawn-colored wings unfolded a bit.His face flushed, and I felt like cheering. " Yes," he said stiffly. " Besides de vings." " Hmm. Besides de vings." Nudge tapped one finger against her chin. " Um..." Her face brightened. " I once ate nine Snickers bars in one sitting. Without barfing. That was a record!" " Hardly a special talent," ter Borcht said witheringly. Nudge was offended. " Yeah? Let's see YOU do it." ..." I vill now eat nine Snickers bars," Gazzy said in a perfect, creepy imitation of ter Borcht's voice, " visout bahfing." Iggy rubbed his forehead with one hand. " Well, I have a highly developed sense of irony." Ter Borcht tsked. " You are a liability to your group. I assume you alvays hold on to someone's shirt, yes? Following dem closely?" " Only when I'm trying to steal their dessert" ...Fang pretended to think, gazing up at the ceiling. " Besides my fashion sense? I play a mean harmonica." " I vill now destroy de Snickuhs bahrs!" Gazzy barked. "