Cath wished she didn't use the word "just" so much. It was her passive-aggressive tell, like someone who twitched when they were lying.
Rainbow RowellHave you ever heard sculptors say that they don’t actually sculpt an object; they sculpt away everything that isn’t the object?
Rainbow RowellStichwörter: art
Take off your glasses."
"Why? I thought you liked my glassess."
"I love your glasses. I especially love the moment when you take them off.
I'd rather pour myself into a world I love and understand than try to make something up out of nothing.
Rainbow RowellYou're wearing at least four different kinds of sweater."
"This is a scarf."
"You look tarred and sweatered.
Stichwörter: humor
It felt good to be writing in her own room, in her own bed. To get lost in the World of Mages and stay lost. To not hear any voices in her head but Simon's and Baz's. Not even her own. This was why Cath wrote fic. For these hours when their world supplanted the real world. When she could just ride their feelings for each other like a wave, like something falling downhill.
Rainbow RowellLevi's smile broke free and devoured his whole face. It started to devour her face, too. Cath had to look away.
Rainbow RowellHe already knows what I look like," Cath said. "There's no point in being tricky about it now."
"How is doing your hair--and maybe putting on some lip gloss--being tricky?"
"It's like I'm trying to distract him with something shiny.
He pulled away to say he's sorry, and she shook her head no, because even though she really want him to be sorry, she wanted to kiss him more.
Rainbow RowellIt was like their lives were overlapping lines, like they had their own gravity. Usually, that serendipity thing felt like the nicest thing the universe had ever done for her.
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