Quotes about Ya fiction

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My heart is strong, I will not fail, I won't be wronged, I will prevail. — Alexandra Lanc, Lyrics of the Heart
No wonder I want to be Robert Mitchum: big, strong, super-cool, with those Freon eyes of his. That's who I was pretendin — Ron Koertge, Now Playing: Stoner & Spaz II
Try being an indie author, a minority author, a woman, and a person with health issues in the world of traditional - tha — Kailin Gow
I think that we all drown, in one way or another. — Moïra Fowley-Doyle, The Accident Season
I think the we all drown, in one way or another. — Moïra Fowley-Doyle
What if the Devil doesn't know he's the Devil? — Cathrine Goldstein, The Letting
Chaol," he said, looking over his shoulder. Dorian's eyes were frozen, his jaw clenched. "Treat her well. — Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight
She was afraid of giving in to that overwhelming, absolute, unconditional love, a love that had shown her the route to h — Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart
The French poet Mallarmé and, after him, Borges, claimed that “everything in the world exists to end up in a book,” and — Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart
It's absurd how crazy love can make you......but even more absurd how stupid jealousy can make you! — Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart
Most people think that love doesn’t stand the test of time – that it is eternal only as long as it lasts – but love is a — Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart
This unrequited love business was driving him crazy. It was a feeling that took you over, mind, body, and soul. Worse th — Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart
But how can I let him just walk away with a smile on my face and a slap on his back when every cell in my body is tied p — Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart
Jasper felt the sadness then. A strong sensation of being pulled underwater, of being helpless to do anything but sink. — Jessica Gadziala, Into The Green
Sometimes, in the stillness of my room, my mom’s voice came to me, repeating things she’d said for months. Like, “My ski — Laura Anderson Kurk, Glass Girl
It was an oddly satisfying idea to feel bereft as I left my mother this time. We only feel bereft when we’re deprived of — Laura Anderson Kurk, Glass Girl
My mom was sitting at the kitchen table. She’d set her coffee down, making a noise that made me look her way. I’d begun — Laura Anderson Kurk, Glass Girl
With a damp palm, I turned the knob and cracked open the door. She was asleep in her freshly made bed. I can’t explain h — Laura Anderson Kurk, Glass Girl
That's the thing about trust. It's like broken glass. You can put it back together, but the cracks are always visible--l — Hope Collier, Haven
But I understood, now, that we don’t live only for ourselves. We’re connected by millions of shared experiences and drea — Laura Anderson Kurk, Glass Girl