...there was no such thing as curses. People make and break their own fortunes -they are the masters of their own fate.— Ally Carter
The most controversy Ally Carter quotes that will inspire your inner self
Zach,” I said as I lay there “Where did you go? When you were looking for me?” I shifted in his arms, looked into his eyes. “Crazy.” His voice was a whisper against my skin. “I went crazy.
I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You
...maybe it's only fitting that relationship that started with a lie would end with one.
Tell me or I'll yell for Mr. and Mrs. Baxter, and you can find out how bex became bex
Did you hear that? I'm special.
You look disappointed to see me, Zach," Macey teased. "Don't you like my jacket?
We're seniors." "I know," I said "So aren't you... curious?" "About what?" "About life. Out there. Life!" she said again. "Tell me, Cameron Ann Morgan, what do you want to be when you grow up?" We'd reached another door, and I stopped and looked up at the camera that monitored the entrance, just as I whispered, "Alive.
you're the gallagher girl. figure it out."- zach
I didn't know there were this many math guys," Hale said as they stepped onto the crowded concourse. Kat cleared her throat. "And women," he added. "Math women.
Not knowing you can't do something, is sometimes all it takes to do it.
And that's how the Peacock saved the Chameleon
Waffles. Im craving waffles." Bex rolled onto her side. "Tell your waffles hi for me.
What is a Gallagher Girl? She's a genius, a scientist, a heroine, a spy.
.. a Gallagher Girl is whatever she wants to be.
I never knew there were this many stars.
" "I can't see them," he told me. "I just see you." "That's one of your cheesier lines," I told him. "It's the altitude," he told me. "I don't have enough oxygen in my brain." "I see.
Tell me Cameron Ann Morgan, what do you want to be when you grow up?... Alive
You get some sleep, Abigail," Townsend told her.
"I'll keep watch." "That's very gracious of you, but being that we're on an airplane..." Even after the plane took off, they kept debating security perimeters and protocols. I'm pretty sure they argued for forty-five minutes about where the best place for cappuccino was near the Colosseum.
You should have had the decency to die when you needed to.
" “Sorry,” I admitted. “I’ve been going through a bit of a rebellious streak. I swear it’s almost over.
The older I got, the smarter my teachers became.
I love your bracelet!’ I said to the brunette next to me, because, while most girls are onto the whole stranger-with-candy thing, the strangers-with-compliments strategy is still remarkably effective.
Hello, ladies," Joe Solomon said, but not before I snatched the piece of paper and crammed it in my mouth, which ordinarily would have been really great spy maneuvering except that Josh didn't use Evapopaper. "How's the lasagna?" Mr. Solomon asked, and I started to say something before I remembered that my mouth was...well...otherwise engaged.
It is an occupational hazard that anyone who has spent her life learning how to lie eventually becomes bad at telling the truth.
Because sometimes not liking someone is easier.
Sometimes you forgive people simply becuase you still want them in your life.
Because even though the truth can set you free, that doesn't mean it won't be painful.
You might think being the target of an international terrorist organization, an amnesiac, and a girl with hair dyed in the middle of the night by Macey McHenry would make people stare at you. Well, try walking into the Grand Hall with seriously puffy eyes while holding hands. With a boy.
It is a little-known fact about covert operations that you will spend a lot of time with people you can’t really trust. They may be traitors and liars. We call them assets or informants. But mostly, in those days, I called him Zach.
Don't let two men fall in love with you, girls.
It's not the sort of thing that ends well." -Uncle Charles
Ooh, the silent treatment.
I mean she's Cleopatra... shouldn't she and Antony have known better? They were so different..." "Variety is the spice of life" "And from a thousand miles apart" "Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Its Vermeer" Kat turned to the boy who lingered in the doorway.
"It's stolen" "What can I say?" Hale eased behind her and studied the painting over her shoulder. "I met a very nice man who bet me he had the best security system in Istanbul." His breath was warm on the back of her neck. "He was mistaken.
...nothing ever happens quickly (except when it does). Nothing is ever, ever easy (except when it is). And, most of all, nothing ever goes perfectly according to plan (except in the movies).
It was so rare to find someone who was both so young and so wise, both so fresh and so jaded.
He was beside me then, his arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly.
"I'm not crazy," I whispered. "I know." Believe it or not, that's the most romantic thing Zachary Goode ever told me. And I kind of loved him for it.
Wait. Far be it for me to say this" — Hamish looked around the compartment — "and if anyone tells Uncle Eddie I suggested being an upstanding citizen I'll kill 'em, but aren't there...laws and stuff? I mean, can't you...you know...sue him or something?" asked the boy who had once stolen an entire circus, all three rings.
Like many authors, I caught the writing bug during my teenage years.
I don't remember the exact day or year, but I remember that reading S.E. Hinton's 'The Outsiders' sparked my interest in writing.
You cannot con an honest man.
Hey anyone who thinks a non-military–grade rappelling cable can support the weight of two grown men and a miniature donkey deserves to fall off a cliff.
I love being a pavement artist; seriously, I do. It's like when guys who would normally hate being freakishly tall discover basketball, or when girls with abnormally long fingers sit down at a piano. Blending in, going unseen, being a shadow in the sun is what I'm good at. Seeing the shadows, it turns out, is not my natural gift.
Either we're a team or we aren't. Either you trust me or you don't.
the only way Bex would miss this would be if she were unconscious.
And tied up. And in a concrete bunker. In Siberia.
My name is Cammie!” I didn’t think about all the people I could have woken, all the alarms that might have gone off. I just snapped, “How did you know about Boston? Why are you working with Mr. Solomon now? Are you my friend or are you my enemy, Zach? Or, wait, let me guess, you can’t tell me.
The time for crying with your girlfriends about a broken heart is over chocolate ice cream and chick flicks—not stun guns and bulletproof vests.
So I stepped away, reminding myself that when you're a spy, sometimes all you can do is go on. One foot in front of the other, wherever the narrow path might lead.
Another door swung open, and another guard appeared, this time with Gabrielle, who wore a black catsuit and rappelling harness.
A Gallagher Girl's real grades don’t come in pass or fail—they're measured in life or death.
After finals and winter break...after I'm back to full strength, we'll go get Preston. Whether Mom and Abby and Joe and Townsend like it or not, we'll go get him. And then...' I trailed off. 'And then we'll finish this. Next semester, this thing ends.
And I remembered with a pang what had happened to me the previous summer - that even Gallagher Girls aren't always as strong as they need to be.
'Tell Suzie she's a lucky cat.' Have sexier words ever been spoken?
Just so you know Gallagher Girl,' he whispered softly, 'I'm going to kiss you now.