Melissa de la Cruz Quotes - Page 2

Looking for Narnia? You’re in the wrong universe

Evil was seductive and easy, and virtue was difficult and unappreciated.

He knew what it was like to love one who did not--or could not--love you back. But he'd had no choice. None of them did.

I am not sorry for a moment . It was worth every moment, every second we were together. I would not change it for an immortal lifetime

A promise, a bond, a joy, a love for the ages, for the history books.…But what was love but pain?

He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.

When their lips met, and their tongues touched, it was like they were kissing in a hundred different places, and her senses were flooded with new sensations and old memoires. He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.

Remember all fairy tales end at some point.

He's too much for Schuyler. They're wrong for each other. Anyone can see that. And when he leaves her, I'll be there. However long it takes, I'll still be there for her. Waiting.

If you think we'll get in, we'll get in. It's all about confidence, trust me.

I love her because she has become something more to me. She become my life.

This is not some silly game...This is life and death Angels and demons.

Dude you scare me sometimes! You're all vampire superwoman

I'm so sorry for loving you, I'm so sorry.... But it was such a wonderful dream, my love, such a wonderful dream.

You are healed." Allegra nodded. "You are no longer a Silver Blood." She paused. "But you are no longer a vampire either." Bliss started. No longer a vampire-but what did that mean? Did it mean she was just human?

It didn't help that she was painfully shy and kept to herself, because then they just thought she was stuck-up, which she wasn't. She was just quiet.

Schuyler pulled Oliver close and hugged him tightly. "Thank you," she whispered. Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.

As an author you hope your characters have sparks but truly in the end they have minds of their own!

Black is the color of night. White is the true color of death

Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more.

Every Valentine's Day, the student council sponsered a holiday fundraiser by selling roses that would be delievered in class. The roses came in four colors:white, yellow, red, pink, and the subtleties of thier meaning were parsed and analyzed by the female population to no end. Mimi had always understood it thus:white for love, yellow for friendship, red for passion, and pink for a secret crush.

sometimes, when the sun shines, it scorches.

Even if they end up together, which I highly doubt, given the strength of that particular bond-...-but even if Schuyler still loves him, or thinks she does, it doesn't matter. Because Jack is going to leave her one day. i know he will. He's too much for Schuyler. They're wrong for each other. Anyone can see that. And when he leaves her, I'll be there. However long it takes, I'll still be there for her. Waiting.

That was the thing about pictures--they were worth a thousand words, but sometimes they weren't the right ones.

I don’t want to make the same mistakes I’ve made before. I want to be free. I want to be with you. We will be together. I believe I will have less to live for, if I am not with you.