Quote

Maybe he likes the look of Mae, Nick drawled. Don't be ridiculous. Nick raised his eyebrows. Does he like the look of Jamie?

Sarah Rees Brennan

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Sarah Rees Brennan
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: September 21
Librarian
Writer
Airlan
Likes
Raised
Maybe
Drawled
Doe
Mae
Look
Jamie
Looks
Nick
Like
Eyebrows
Ridiculous

More quotes by Sarah Rees Brennan

Image
Not doing things you can do is the whole point of laziness. Not doing something you can't do is just sensible.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Want me to flex my magic for you, baby?
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
The Lynburns built this town on their blood and bones. That was their first mistake, Jared said. They should've built a city on rock and roll.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Ash should take the ladies, because he's charming. Ash looked pleased. Jared raised his eyebrows. Are you saying that I'm not a charmer? You are very dear to me, but you have all the savoir faire of a wildebeest, Kami told him. A wildebeest, Jared repeated. A dashingly handsome wildebeest, Kami assured him.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
It is always about you for me.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
I don't have deal breakers, Alan said. I look on tempests, and am never shaken.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
He knew her now. She was the weird girl in the class above him, who dyed her hair pink and always wore a lot of pentragrams and crystals. Right now she was also wearing giant chandelier earings and a violent pink T-Shirt that bore the words ROMEO AND JULIET WOULDN'T HAVE LASTED.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
And they all lived happily ever after (barring death, divorce, arrest for tax fraud, that incident with the pool boy...)
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Been chatting much with Jared? We often have special moments where I come into a room and he immediately leaves, Kami said. I treasure those times.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
And what are your interests and hobbies, Nicholas? Annabel asked faintly, sounding like a cross between a television interviewer and a hostage. Nick considered this for a minute, and then said I like swords. Annabel leaned over her plate and asked, her voice changing You fence? Not exactly, Nick drawled. I'm more freestyle.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Romance is something people make fun of others for caring about, and yet it’s something that’s very natural to care about—it’s a loving connection between people, like family and friendships: it’s a significant emotional choice people make.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
How do you deal with it? Kami asked Jared. The laughing at nothing and occasionally stopping dead in your tracks. I have a system where when I stop, I lean casually against something, Jared told her. It makes people think I'm a bad boy. Or possibly that I have a bad back.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
I don’t know what I saw. It could’ve been a hallucination. You get those from sniffing glue.” “You’ve never sniffed glue!” “I’ve smelled glue,” Jamie said after a pause. “In art class.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Nick looked vaguely homicidal, but that was sort of his default expression.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Oh no, Nick Jaime said in tones of supremely unconvincing shock, how could you? When my back was turned for one momement. And my food was so delicious.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Words felt so clumsy when she was talking about feelings and not facts.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
If you weren’t there, how do you know someone pushed her?” Sergeant Kenn asked. “Well …,” said Jared. “And what were you doing, running through a strange town at night?” “I was jogging?” Jared offered. “Without your shirt or your shoes?” “Uh,” said Jared.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Oh my gosh,Nick. You're not wearing a shirt! This must be one of those exciting days ending in Y.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
Oh, you need Alan to betray Nick and then you'll steal Nick's powers and kill them both, said Mae. Great idea. Hey, can i come? I'll bring a picnic lunch if you promise not to let blood get on the sandwiches.
Sarah Rees Brennan
Image
There are none so deaf as those listening to ‘All by Myself’ over and over and over again.
Sarah Rees Brennan