"What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only?"
About Rachel Vincent
Rachel Vincent — Life and Legacy
Rachel Vincent is a notable author in the realm of young adult fiction, particularly recognized for her 'Soul Screamers' series, which intricately weaves themes of love, identity, and the supernatural. Her writing delves into the emotional landscapes of her characters, often portraying the struggles they face in navigating their identities amidst external pressures. For instance, her exploration of love is not merely romantic; it encompasses the deep connections that define one's sense of self. Vincent's quotes often reflect her core belief that identity is fluid and shaped by experiences and relationships. She poignantly states that love can be both a sanctuary and a battleground, revealing the duality of human emotions. This perspective challenges the conventional notions of love as solely a positive force, instead presenting it as a complex interplay of joy and pain. The relevance of her work today lies in its ability to resonate with readers grappling with their own identities and emotional truths. Rachel Vincent's insights into love and self-discovery continue to inspire and provoke thought, making her quotes a valuable resource for those seeking to understand the intricacies of human relationships.
Quote collection
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"The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers."
"Chocolate says "I'm sorry" so much better than words."
"You don't know me. Don't ever think you know me. The only things you know about me are the things you made me do, and that illustrates your character, not mine."
"There’s a good kind of crazy, Kaylee,” he insisted softly, reaching out to wrap his warm hand around mine. “It’s the kind that makes you think about things that make your head hurt, because not thinking about them is the coward’s way out. The kind that makes you touch people who bruise your soul, just because they need to be touched. This is the kind of crazy that lets you stare out into the darkness and rage at eternity, while it stares back at you, ready to swallow you whole."
"I am not cute. I am the dreaded Grim Reaper. People fear me, you know. There's a whole song about it."
"At least you don’t need a prescription for tequila."
"Stay for me. Stay with me. There will never be anyone else. Not in my bed. Not in my life. And not in my heart."
"If she were going to die, I'd already be screaming. I'm a female bean sidhe. That's what we do."
"If I love you more than you love me, I’m as good as dead. Yet I can’t make myself take it back. I can’t just walk away from you, because every time you pass by me without smiling, without touching my hand, or at least making eye contact, it feels like I’m dying inside."
"She got to you, too, huh?" I said, sliding onto the bench seat across from him. "Actually, I called her." Luca grinned. "I'm vomiting from a possible case of food poisoning. You?" "Sudden onset menstruation." He nodded respectfully. "Classic." "Yeah, but I should have gone for something more long-term. Yours will get you out of the whole afternoon. Ferris Bueller would be proud."
"Tod's eyes widened, and his irises swirled in tight twists of blue. "Well, I don't see that I have much of a choice, considering that's part of Reaper Law." "There's a Reaper Law?" "Of course. 'A reaper is Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous...'" He shrugged. "It gets boring after that. But this situation is clearly covered under the 'helpful' category." I rolled my eyes. "I think that's the Boy Scout law." "They took it from us. But they left out all the good stuff."
"You know, most girls sleep with a teddy bear or an extra pillow. But I gotta say, that's kinda hot."
"A field trip. You interested in doing something dangerous, and possibly illegal?" Does it involve underage girls, broken curfews and soorte4d fruit toppings?" I dropped the empty can into the recycling bin and leaned against the kitchen peninsula, grinning like an idiot. "Two of the three. And I could probably scrounge up some strawberry jam, if you're desperate." "I'm never desperate," Tod said, only his voice hadn't come from my phone. I whirled around to see the reaper standing behind me, still holding his cell. "But for the record, I prefer apricot." "Yuck. Nobody likes apricot jam."
"...sometimes compassion is the greater part of honor."
"Why do they call it losing your virginity, anyway? It's Not Like I don't know where I left it." "You'd be surprised how many people don't."
"... you just turned down the woman who put a marshmallow duck in your hot chocolate. I hope you feel like a real asshole now."
"Your mortal attachments are like a puppet’s strings," Avari said, both hands clasped casually at his back. "One need only pluck the right cord to make the puppet dance." His smile was almost creepier than his threats. "Dance, reaper!"
"It would be so much easier if there were a secret password, or handshake. Netherworld, open sesame! Yeah, that didn't work, either."
"Sabine gestured to him with the half-eaten crust. "I like him. Not sure why he's wasting his time with the pole dancer, though." Tod laughed out loud and I groaned. "Sophie takes ballet and jazz. She's not a pole dancer." "There's more money in pole dancing," Sabine insisted."