Quote

Each time Stalker called you 'dove', I wanted to hit him. Because you're not a little gray bird... you're all the light in the world.

Ann Aguirre

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
Light
Littles
Wanted
Little
Stalker
Time
Dove
World
Gray
Bird
Called

More quotes by Ann Aguirre

Image
Then in the interest of full honesty, I really wish you'd kiss me right now.
Ann Aguirre
Image
I don’t like anyone knowing anything about me that I didn’t choose to tell them.
Ann Aguirre
Image
Sometimes you find your heroes in the unlikeliest places.
Ann Aguirre
Image
I’ve lost so many people. Some I left on purpose and never looked back. Some were taken from me, and I never said good-bye.
Ann Aguirre
Image
It’s easy to do right when everything goes right. But let everything go wrong, and see how difficult it becomes.
Ann Aguirre
Image
He was the heat of a fire and the sweetness of the moon I'd only just met.
Ann Aguirre
Image
My heart shifted a little in my chest it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn't hear.
Ann Aguirre
Image
If this is the last time, let me say it so you never forget. I will always love you, Deuce. No matter where souls go, mine will be looking for you, solnyshko moyo. No. I want a promise instead. Promise you'll fight like you never have, so when the dying stops, you'll be on your feet looking for me here. I swear.
Ann Aguirre
Image
I always have someplace else I’d rather be, even if I don’t know where that is, yet.
Ann Aguirre
Image
Time is fluid, so the moments where everything feels perfect pass in a wink, and those where you're on your knees in despair drag on like the death of a thousand cuts.
Ann Aguirre
Image
Caring too much could be dangerous I saw that now. But the alternative was no better.
Ann Aguirre
Image
Once exposed, a secret loses all its power.
Ann Aguirre
Image
I admired Stalkers style. He was incredibly fast using two small blades strapped to the backs of his hands. Slash slash slash. Fighting him you wouldn’t die of one great wound but instead bleed out slowly surprised to find yourself weak and dying after a thousand cuts.
Ann Aguirre
Image
Sometimes the past needed to stay buried it was the only way you could move on. And sometimes you had to dig it up, because that too was the only way.
Ann Aguirre
Image
For love to flourish there has to be trust. Promises don’t matter as much as personal choice.
Ann Aguirre
Image
More than most, I know the pain of surviving.
Ann Aguirre
Image
The whole world is like Whitewall's razors I burst out. It cuts us, and we bleed but there's no purpose to it.
Ann Aguirre
Image
Is that love? It seems like a pale word, too easily tossed about by people who don’t know the meaning of it, who twist it for their own ends. I’m afraid of it now, right up there with clowns, close spaces, and open flames.
Ann Aguirre
Image
His reply offers infinite solace in a single word. Always.
Ann Aguirre
Image
Did he die well? No, I thought. Nobody did. They just died.
Ann Aguirre