Abel. I can’t let you…sell your body.”“The transaction is closer to a rental.

— Claudia Gray

All of my best friends are dead people. Someday I've got to figure out how that happened.

— Claudia Gray

Also, somehow, there doesn't seem to be any old-fashioned gender roles in place, or any gender roles at all. The priest who condemned me to the mob was a woman. I'll cheer for equality later.

— Claudia Gray

Answer suffering with kindness.

— Claudia Gray

Before you get in trouble, it pays to ask yourself how you'll get out again.

— Claudia Gray

But do you want this? It's not much of a life. Don't you see? It's the first life I've had in four hundred years. With you--in the only way that matters--I'm alive again.

— Claudia Gray

But grief changes. It softens, adapts its shape to become a part of you. That kind of sorrow never gets any lighter, but you grow accustomed to the weight as you carry it on.

— Claudia Gray

But just because something’s been damaged doesn’t mean it’s ruined.

— Claudia Gray

But nothing was an important as escaping Overnight or the ‘destiny’ my parents and teachers had decided for me. I had only one chance to be free and to be with the guy I loved. I intended to take it.

— Claudia Gray

Don't you think you ought to at least think about getting yourself to your ultimate? Because, trust me, nobody else is going to get you there.

— Claudia Gray