Sydney Sage Quotes

Can you come over to Amberwood? I need you to help me break curfew and escape my dorm.” There were a few moments of silence. “Sage, I’ve been waiting two months to hear you say those words. You want me to bring a ladder?

Moroi shied from the sunlight but as I watched Sydney, I knew without a doubt that humans had been made for the sun.

So,” I said at last, staring at my hands.

“How’s, uh, your car?” “I left it out on the street. Figured it’ll be fine there while I’m gone.

You're my flame in the dark. We chase away the shadows around each other.

I'm guessing whatever 'ways' you have in mind aren't Jill-appropriate either.

" "Put your books away and I'll show you.

I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing.

My mind... It's who I am. I think I'd rather suffer any other injury in the world than have my mind tampered with.

Nothing he said could change what I think of you.

I've had my mind made up about you for a long time... and it's all good.

Do you want me to call you Celery Stick instead of Cupcake or Honey-Pie? It just doesn’t inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings.

My boyfriend was insanely sexy, vampire or not, and I couldn't keep my hands off him.

You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want.

I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.

We're going on a, um, windmill tour later this week.

" If I'd wanted to shut them all up, I'd definitely succeeded. They all looked stunned. Adrian spoke first. "I'm going to assume that means he's flying you to Amsterdam on his private jet. If so, I'd like to come along. But not for the windmills.

Relax, having kids is years away. But can you imagine? Your brains, my charm, our collective good looks... then add in the usual physical abilities dhampirs get. It's really not even fair to everyone else.

Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use.

Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding," “Why are they all high-calorie foods?

Look, Sage. I don't know much about chemistry or computer hacking or photosynthery, but this is something I've got a lot of experience with." I think he mean photosynthesis, but I didn't correct him. "Use my knowledge. Don't let it go to waste.

He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.

The Alchemists’ beliefs are my beliefs,” I say quickly.

She arched an eyebrow. “Are they? I would hope your beliefs would be your beliefs.” I’d never thought about it that way before, but I suddenly hoped desperately that her words were true.

My nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my neck. He kept going until he reached the bottom of the dress’s V-neck. I let out a small gasp, and he kissed all around the neckline, just enough to tease.

I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last.

Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both.

What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?” “Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of me.

Piece of Heaven?" "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking.

The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically – yet skillfully – kissing you on top of silverware and china?

I know I’m not supposed to say this, but I love you.

Why not see which is brighter: your aura or the sun?

Isn’t it obvious, Sage? No, of course it isn’t.

I did it so I’d have a reason to be around you — one I knew you couldn’t refuse.

What is it with you and girls’ bathrooms?

I had an accident." "That seemes to happen a lot." "It wasn't my fault." "It never is." "I just have bad luck." "Or you're just trouble." "You got a problem with that?" "No problem at all." "Oh my God! Are you going to help or not?

But each time you use spirit, you're more likely to go crazy.” “Already crazy about you, Sage.

You aren't going to go crazy," I said firmly.

"You're stronger than you think. The next time you feel that way, find something to focus on, to remind you of who are." "Like what? Got some magic object in mind?" "Doesn't have to be magic," I said. I racked my brain. "Here." I unfastened the golden cross necklace. "This has always been good for me. Maybe it'll help you." I set it in his hand, but he caught hold of mine before I could pull back

He smiled, and it lit up his whole face.

Oh God. She probably thinks we were off doing—you know—romantic type, um, things—

Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can’t have something, you want it that much more.” Adrian: “Yes. It happens all the time.

You’re a solid person, Sage. You’re easy on the eyes, if a little skinny, and your ability to memorize useless information is going to totally hook in some guy.

Sydney: I like Latin. It's fun. Eddie: I can't believe you think we're the strange ones.