Young Adult Quotes

That’s the funny thing about guns, even untrained hands can feel powerful using them. But take that gun away and you’re left with nothing but a coward whose only skill is how to blindly pull a trigger.

~ Jennifer Wilson

All of the things that were shown in early studies to be good for longevity—happy marriages, healthy bodies—are ours to have. We live long,good lives. We die on our eightieth birthdays, surrounded by our families, before dementia sets in. Cancer, heart disease, and most debilitatingillnesses are almost entirely eradicated. This is as close to perfect as any society has ever managed to get.

~ Ally Condie

We could adopt. there are lots of kids out there who could grow up to hate us as much as any kid we could make

~ Natalie Corbett Sampson

Youngsters deserve no opinions.

~ Carla H. Krueger

She looked over the colored boxes of smiling women holding plastic sticks. Why isn’t there a box showing a terrified teen?

~ Natalie Corbett Sampson

© Carlyle Labuschagne 2014 As I watched her run down the path and melt with the shadows, I wasn't sure how to feel about her, or the fact that I may just have aided in her escape and doomed us all. I wanted to believe that anyone given a second chance would use it wisely. But wisdom I guess is hard to obtain when destiny stands in its way.

~ Carlyle Labuschagne

No matter what I did, I was hurting someone. There was a constant battle of emotions going on inside my head, but even though I still cared about Tom all I wanted, all I needed, was Mika.

~ Shanice Williams

A few casualties always come with the war,” Zadok answers. I stare at him for a moment, caught off-guard by his merciless approach. “I doubt you’d say the same if you were one of them.” He looks at me with tired eyes. “That’s where you’re wrong.” His whole body sags, finally showing what age has done to him. “My whole family was a casualty at the Baghdad institute. My parents helped found it. It was the first institute to be targeted by its own government. They went down with it. I was twenty-five. The Jerusalem institute sent help as soon as they found out, before the Iraqi government could search the ruins. I was the only person they found still remotely close to being alive.” His gaze looks lost as he continues. “It took me three years to recover, and four to become a carrier again. It took me that long to re-master my fear of being out of control.” His eyes shift to mine. “Don’t accuse me of not understanding the cost of this war. I understand plenty. I give myself up for it every day.

~ C.r. Beck

She leaned back, closing her eyes and blowing out a thin wisp of smoke. “He was always a good-looking man. Your eyes are from him, the same blue, but you are slimmer of build and have your grandmother’s exotic face rather than his rounder, friendly one. He was a bit of a bounder, as men of his looks are apt to be.”I grinned at this, adding to my mental picture.“He married as often as…” she blinked, laughed, “well, as often as I did, I suppose, though my reasons were infinitely better.

~ Angela Misri

Because even if we were struggling, we had goals. It didn't matter that we weren't there yet. What mattered is that we both experienced setbacks, and full-blown failures, but we got up, brushed ourselves off, and kept going-and were making the best of it.

~ Jamie Mcguire

You're not scared to do the right thing, even when it's harder. Like telling Mr. Weedin when he had copied that problem wrong. Or calling me out when you thought I was being homophobic. And I respect that, Alek. You've got character. That's something I want in a guy I'm going to be with. It means he's going to treat me well, and that he deserves to be treated well himself.

~ Michael Barakiva

If she had looked into his eyes at that very moment she would have seen the inferno that she had thrown him into.

~ Mirella Muffarotto

Instead of a criminal or a drug addict, I was looking at a boy—just a boy.

~ Shannon A. Thompson

I’d skipped the crush kiddie pool and jumped right into the deep, shark-infested ocean of emotions. And, if you’ll forgive the dramatic metaphor, I was a lousy swimmer.

~ Kody Keplinger

Somewhere close bye, a man is moaning; he's been trampled or thrown or bitten. He sounds resentful or surprised. Did no one tell him that pain lives in this sand, dug in and watered with our blood?

~ Maggie Stiefvater

I will no longer be judged by the standards of others. I will judge myself. I will not live by someone else's rules. I will make my own.

~ Katherine Longshore

I lean forward, pressing my lips to his, and it breaks me open. His hand leaves my face and traces notes up my arms, strikes chords on my throat and up into my hair. His mouth forms lyrics that expose my soul.The kiss is like a song played only once. And forever.

~ Katherine Longshore

Thomas closes the gap between us and kisses me. Hard. This is not wet and sloppy like his playful kisses. Or dry and desperate like Percy's. Or teasing like the king's.No. This kiss is eloquent and alive and speaks direcetly to my soul. My heart ruptures, and the spliters freeze and tumble all around us with the musical sound of broken glass.

~ Katherine Longshore

Everything around her was in a fog; the intense light that always shone in his aqua blue eyes was the only thing in focus, but it was suddenly unknown... different... almost embarrassing.

~ Mirella Muffarotto

I think it's time you got a summer love of your own until lover boy sees he need to ditch Gina.

~ Dana Burkey

Uncle Joe pulled the L.E.F. from his head and his side arm from his hip. “We don’t have five minutes.

~ John A. Autero

A man without a footprint has no soul.

~ John A. Autero

A normal life? Now that’s the real fairytale. From UNDER MY SKIN

~ Judith Graves

Uncle Joe pulled the L.E.F. from his head and his side arm from his hip.... “We don’t have five minutes.

~ John A. Autero

Hand in hand, we climb the processional stair, rising in the celebratory uproar of a capricious court. As we enter the palace, we are blinded by the ascent from sunshine into darkness.

~ Katherine Longshore

It's funny how one life-changing event could make you forget what happiness felt like.

~ Christie Cote

We’re seastnan, we live to protect, sometimes we die and I can’t think of a better way to go than fighting for someone I love.

~ Caroline Greyling

I rise early that morning and dress in green and brown, my skirst the same colour as the forest floor. I include a cap copied from one of the duchess's, but set farther back from my face. She may be a bitch, but she does have style.

~ Katherine Longshore

What's poetry? I've never heard the word before, but I like the sound of it. It sounds elegant and easy, somehow, like a beautiful woman turning in a long dress.

~ Lauren Oliver

The walls loom, grey as the rain outside. LIke the sky of England itself. Everything seems colourless and humbled, despite the layers of velvets and tapestries, the peacock plumage of courtiers and ladies. Greenwich Palace feels like my father's disappointment made tangible.

~ Katherine Longshore

Beginnings are easier to find in hindsight

~ Natalie Corbett Sampson

I live in an ecotone. Employment must coexist with goofing off. Responsibility must coexist with irresponsibility.

~ Benjamin Alire Sáenz

I never realised how powerful desire could be. It consumes every part of you, enhancing your senses by a million.

~ Colleen Hoover

The wind swoops over the tenements on Orchard Street, where some of those starry-eyed dreams have died and yet other dreams are being born into squalor and poverty, an uphill climb. It gives a slap to the laundry stretched on lines between tenements, over dirty, broken streets where, even at this hour, hungry children scour the bins for food. The wind has existed forever. It has seen much in this country of dreams and soap ads, old horrors and bloodshed. It has played mute witness to its burning witches, and has walked along a Trail of Tears; it has seen the slave ships release their human cargo, blinking and afraid, into the ports, their only possession a grief they can never lose.

~ Libba Bray

Now when you say staring, are you including yourself in this assessment? I recall you taking in the view on several occasions.For the last time, I was not staring at you. I was a terrible liar. Now, if you're done, I'd like to finish asking my question.

~ Stacey O'neale

You are a bright light, Elli.’ His own breath hitches, a sound that I cannot quite grasp. His eyes are darkening, his lips tightening. His hands grasp me tighter and he moves closer, his mouth inches from mine, I can almost taste the sweetness and saltiness of his scent, the rich coffee beans and sugar, the vague spearmint. I say nothing, I’m not even sure I’m breathing.‘You shouldn’t have to see such pain, such blackness. You are too pure.’ His lips do not collide with mine, his skin does not brush against me, only his voice sends a shiver down every notch in my spine, trailing goose bumps over my skin. He tilts his head to the side, his lips gently brushing against my ear. And that is all. I’m not good enough for him. I’m not. That’s why… that’s why…‘Too pure…

~ Charlotte Munro

I gotta say, I was really feeling the robe, but there's something about a girl in cartoon pajamas that does it for me.

~ Stacey O'neale

Without a torch, I stumbled along the paths. The night was dismal. A partial moon hovered bitter and white on the horizon. It was the perfect night for murder.

~ Kimberley Griffiths Little

Melons. The girls. Gazongas. I could rattle off every nickname in the world for my boobs – oops nearly forgot jubblies – but it didn’t change the fact they were small.

~ Gabrielle Tozer

He smirked and sat up Simmer down, Jelly Bean.

~ Stacey O'neale