The best Quotes from Wildfire

It's no secret that I love books. I love stories about people I don't know, and places I haven't been to. I've lived a thousand lives between a thousand pages.

For all the romance books I've read and all the happy endings I've enjoyed, I can't imagine my own. I'd like to hope I'll have one, but hope can be dangerous.

I don't like anything more than I like you. You're my favorite.

It's not p*rn. It's a romance book that happens to have a little bit of sex in it.

"Oh, my sweet summer child." He laughs. "You're a straight white man. That's your red flag."

And I really do need to be convinced to behave.

It's normal to understand something logically but emotionally feel something different.

I hope we last. I need us to last. Going from frenemies to lovers in three months wasn't something I ever thought would happen. But despite my best efforts, I'm so freaking in love with this man.

"Do I need to get on my knees and beg you, Anastasia? Is that what you want?" She shakes her head and laughs. "The only time I ever want to see a grown man on his knees in front of me, Nate, is when his face is between my legs. So no, I don't want you to beg me."

You ate twenty chicken nuggets in about four minutes. It was like you were in an eating competition, but you were the only contestant. I've never been more in love with you.

I pinch the book from between her fingers, examining the turquoise cover, then flicking to a random page in the middle of the book. "You're reading p*rn in public? You're disgraceful!"

What is it about tall, muscular men who are good with their hands that makes me weak?

We're still individuals, but we're individuals together, and I never knew relationships could be like this.

A mind needs books like a sword needs a whetstone.

"One must always be careful of books," said Tessa, "and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us."

If you have never spent whole afternoons with burning ears and rumpled hair, forgetting the world around you over a book, forgetting cold and hunger-

If you have never read secretly under the bedclothes with a flashlight, because your father or mother or some other well-meaning person has switched off the lamp on the plausible ground that it was time to sleep because you had to get up so early-

If you have never wept bitter tears because a wonderful story has come to an end and you must take your leave of the characters with whom you have shared so many adventures, whom you have loved and admired, for whom you have hoped and feared, and without whose company life seems empty and meaningless-

If such things have not been part of your own experience, you probably won't understand what Bastian did next.

I do believe something very magical can happen when you read a good book.

If you don't like to read you haven't found the right book.

Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you.

Few things leave a deeper mark on the reader, than the first book that finds its way to his heart.

Lip: "Hey, whoa. You really think they deserve your hard-earned money for that service?"
Frank: "Dine and dash?"
Lip: "Bite and bolt."
Frank: "Eat it and beat it?"

What can I say, once you go white, you always stay tight. Hey, I think I just insulted myself.

Frank: "What did they get you for again?"
"Beat my ex-wife to death with a telephone."
Frank': "Cordless or landline?"

Been sleeping in this car six years. Pissed, puked, jizzed in it. By law of bodily fluids, it's mine.