I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet."
At that he smiled. "How would you know what feet taste like?"
"I just know.

“I love you so much, so incredibly much," he went on, "and I forget when you're …”

“Whoever loves you now—and you must also love yourself—will love the truth of yo…”

“If you lay one hand on Simon, vampire, I'll have you chopped up into tiny piece…”

“She still felt his gaze on her like the brush of a finger across the back of he…”