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Ruthless. That’s my girl.
Holly Black
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Holly Black
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: November 10
Journalist
Novelist
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New Jersey
United States
Ruthless
Girl
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You really dug your own grave,” he mutters. “And I’m going to bury you in it.” “Say that louder,” I tell him, under my breath. “I dare you.
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I'm not very good at explaining things, she said. But I think you have beautiful eyes. I love the gold in them. I love that they're different from my eyes- I see mine all the time and I'm bored with them.
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She took a deep breath, Last chance. Are you in need of rescuing? His expression turned very strange, almost as if she'd struck him, yes, he said finally. -Tana and Gavriel-page 33- chapter 5
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I'm afraid that whatever I touch is spoilt by the contact. I'm not scared of being spoiled, Val said.
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Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.
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It’s just that you go so crazy being alone like that. Sometimes he’d forget my water or food and I’d cry and cry and cry.” She stops talking and looks out the window. “I would try to tell myself stories to pass the time. Fairy tales. Parts of books. But they got used up.
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She’s an old lady,” Barron says. “And she’s been locked up for years. Let her have some fun. She needs to blow off steam. Seduce old dudes. Lose money at canasta.
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You are the best kind of killer, Cassel Sharpe, the kind that never has blood on his hands. The kind that never has to sicken at the sight of what he's done, or come to like it too much.
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Death’s favorites don’t die.
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in her dreams, blood tasted like fizzy strawberry soda. If you drank it too fast, you got brain freeze. When she was older, after she'd licked a cut on her finger, the taste of that became the taste in her dreams: copper and tears.
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You said you were allowed to lose it,' some part of her reminded herself. 'Not yet, not yet.
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Memory is slippery. It bends to our understanding of the world, twists to accommodate our prejudices. It is unreliable. Witnesses seldom remember the same things. They identify the wrong people. They give us the details of events that never happened. Memory is slippery, but my memories suddenly feel slipperier.
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Can't get away from your own self.
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I need your help, says the tiny figure. Her voice is sad and soft and sounds like Lila's, but with an odd accent that might just be how cats sound when they talk.
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I consider kissing her right there on the dirty couch, but self-preservation stops me. Once someone hurts you, it’s harder to relax around them, harder to think of them as safe to love. But it doesn’t stop you wanting them. Sometimes I actually think it makes the wanting worse
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It's the flaw that brings out the beauty.
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You in trouble?” Sam asks. The way he says it, I wonder if he’s thinking about how to get out of here if I am.
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