veronica rossi Quotes

She'd survived the outside. She'd survived the Aether and cannibals and wolves. She knew how to love now, and how to let go. Whatever came next, she would survive it, too

- Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky

You can’t be miserable when you’re running. It’s such a simple and pure way to feel alive.

- Veronica Rossi, Brooke

Nobody ever drowned in their own sweat.

- Veronica Rossi, Riders

Come thaw my frozen heart, my little arctic kitten.”Unable to resist, Aria jumped in and picked up the next line. “No chance, my yeti man, I’d rather be frostbitten.”“Let me be your snowman. Come live in my igloo.”“I’d rather freeze to death than hibernate with you.

- Veronica Rossi, Through the Ever Night

They were like her rocks. Imperfect and surprising and maybe better in the long run than certainties. Chances, she thought, were life

- Veronica Rossi

He kisses like a poet. Like he's writing poems on my lips.

- Veronica Rossi, Brooke

She could have lived every minute she'd had with him better. She should have always spoken the best words she could to him.

- Veronica Rossi, Into the Still Blue

I was trying to help... The more I try to catch up, the farther I fall behind.

- Veronica Rossi

I don't think that incident necessarily defines you as bad. I think it makes you human. And I believe you would have stopped yourself. I think that's what makes a person good. Not that you make mistakes, but that you recognize them. You feel remorse for them. You want to correct them and do better.

- Veronica Rossi, Riders

What if this was a sign? Maybe I’m not supposed to be an Outsider.He surprised her by taking her hand and threading his fingers through hers. “You already are an Outsider. You fit everywhere. You just don’t see it yet.”She stared at their hands. He’d never done that before.Roar gave her a droll look. “It’s just odd having you lay your hand on my arm all the time,” he said, responding to her thoughts.Yes, but this feels intimate. Don’t you think it does? I don’t mean that I think we’re being too intimate. I guess I do. Roar, sometimes it’s really hard to get used to this.Roar flashed a grin. “Aria, this isn’t intimate. If I were being intimate with you, trust me, you’d know.”She rolled her eyes. Next time you say something like that, you should toss a red rose and then leave with a swish of your cape.

- Veronica Rossi, Through the Ever Night

You focus on telling stories,
we do everything else.