Top 450 Alexandra Bracken Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “Nicholas began, wondering if he looked half as diabolical as he felt.”

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352. “It’s hard to put into words. Those things-those memories-are mine, you know? They’re the things that the camp didn’t take away when I went in, and they’re the things I don’t have to share if I don’t want to... And I want to talk about everything with you. Everything. But I don’t know what to tell you about Caledonia,” he said.“I don’t know what I can tell you that won’t make you hate me.”

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353. “Scars are tallies of the battles you’ve survived.”

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354. “Athena wasn’t at her most terrifying when her skin was flushed with fury, or she was snarling deadly promises. It was in moments like this one, when her eyes cooled and her body went still with a predator’s confidence that nothing would escape it.”

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355. “Chubs gave me a weary sigh. “Frankenstein is the name of the doctor that created the monster, not the monster itself.”

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356. “I started at the beginning, the escape. Fleeing through the forest, meeting a new danger at every turn, the desperation that came with trying to protect everyone when you could barely take care of yourself. The boy with the bottomless dark eyes, the betrayal, the fire, the smoke. And by the time I realized I had told him my own story, Jude was fast asleep, tucked firmly into dreams.”

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357. “When his hands were dry and chapped, he recalled the softness of her skin. When the world shivered at the approaching winter, he recalled the warmth of being beside her. When he felt the sneering judgment of the eyes around him, he recalled the invincibility she’d instilled in him with her belief.”

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358. “Anger was like a disease to the soul, and no aspect of it was more contagious than violence. If it could be avoided, it would end a vicious cycle before it began. But this was a vicious society.”

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359. “Is this how you got around before?” Vida wondered aloud. “It is a miracle you dumbasses survived.”

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360. “He was alone,” I cried. “He didn’t have anyone with him- he must of been so scared. I told him we would stay together.”

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361. “She wondered if his privilege had made him blind to others’ suffering in his travels, or if maybe it took something of this magnitude to shatter that shield of self-righteousness that being white and male and wealthy had ways provided him with.”

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362. “Vida was back in the tent, humming softly, some old song I half recognized. I watched, disoriented, as she gleefully tore out scraps of White Fang’s pages, rolled each into a tiny ball, and threw them one by one into Chubs’s mouth, which had fallen wide open in sleep.”

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363. “The names we gave ourselves would always have more meaning than the labels others forced on us.”

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364. “Etta shifted in her seat, drawing a look of concern from Nicholas, who’d been studying his water for the entire duration of the conversation, as if he couldn’t quite believe there wasn’t dirt swimming in it.”

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365. “A soft heart only makes it easier for a knife to slip in.”

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366. “For the longest time, I saw them as the end of my journey, but now I think they were always meant to represent the beginning of yours.”

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367. “Is it not the case with these humans that they must be shown they desire something before they know they desire it?”

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368. “What good is strength if you have no sense?”

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369. “Go ahead, then.” Clancy’s teeth were stained with blood as he smiled. “Finish it. I finished what I came to do. And you all-” He turned toward the huddled masses of kids around him, his eyes focusing on Nico. The boy trembled under the intensity of his gaze. “You all can thank me when you can still fight back. I saved us. I SAVED US.”

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370. “I love you.” He turned toward me, that agonized expression still on his face. “I love you every second of every day, and I don’t understand why, or how to make it stop-.”

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371. “If these parents had been paying attention from the beginning, not running around like a band of panicked chickens, all of them scrabling for thle last scrap of hope, none of them willing to be the one to stand up and question it, they would have seen the lie a mile away.”

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372. “The thing that scares me is that some part of me understands where they’re coming from. They took everything from us, you know? Why shouldn’t we be able to take it back if we have the power to?”

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373. “It’s not weakness to require help, or a protector.”

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374. “It’s just that I don’t like the quiet. I don’t like the things I hear there.”

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375. “Thanks,” I said after a small stretch of silence, “for not giving up on me.”

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376. “But we are stronger for what’s happened to us. I am stronger, even if I couldn’t see it at first. We have been given the gift of understanding that we can come through struggle and pain. We have built new families in place of the ones that cast us out. We have learned that life is one journey, and the purpose is not to reach some treasure at the end of it, but to find the courage to decide which paths to take, who to travel with, and to let things fall into place as they should and will.”

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377. “I was coming to see the heavier your heart got, the strongest you had to be to keep carrying it around.”

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378. “I walked until I lost the light from the fire pit, clawing at my T-shirt, trying to pull it away from my skin. It smelled like his room. Like evergreens and spice and old, decaying things. I pulled it over my head and threw it as hard and far as I could, and still – still – I couldn’t shake the smell. It was everywhere: my hands, my jeans, my bra. I should have run straight for the lake, or even the showers. I should have tried to soak his venom out.”

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379. “He could silence me, but he had no power over my mind.”

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380. “My mom used to say that sometimes just saying something aloud was enought to make it true. I wasn’t so sure about that.”

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381. “It was nothing that would hawe seemed odd from the outside, looking in, or drawn attention unless you were really, truly staring at it.”

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382. “You do have a choice, you know,” Etta told her after a moment. “There is always a choice.”

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383. “It was amazing how small you could feel when someone wouldn’t so much as look at you.”

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384. “Cate had told me once, a long time ago, that the only way to survive your past was to find a way to close it off behind you, to shut one door before passing into another, brighter room. I was afraid. That was the truth. I was terrified of the guilt and shame that would come flooding in when I retraced my steps, turned the lock, and found the girl I had abandoned. I didn’t want to know what the darkness there had done to her, if she would even recognize herself in my face.”

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385. “Because I’m not strong enough to survive seeing you with the League! I said. Because I wanted you, after everything you went through, to have a chance to find your parents and live your life.”

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386. “I never would have stopped looking for you. I would have gone to the very edges of time to save you from this.”

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387. “There was something else that Hall used to say–that life itself was uncertainty, and the only remedy to its madness was to act boldly.”

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388. “You are not what they tried to make you, or even what you tried to be for them.”

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389. “You gotta stand up and walk, Gem,” he said quietly, turning his back on them. “You have to walk out of here. Not just for them, but for yourself. Come on. You have to walk out of here on your own two feet. So I did.”

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390. “I waited for him to come with me, to accept that we were now in this together again, that time and distance and uncertainty hadn’t been enough to shake us. And he did.”

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391. “There are times, Miss Spencer, you defeat me utterly.”

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392. “Okay, two brothers and a sister. Interesting. If they aren’t with her, they must be too old to be affected by the psi virus, in camps, or dead.”

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393. “Watercolors couldn’t have begun to capture the sky in that moment, just as it prepared to brighten for dawn. The cruelest truth about life is that it just goes on – the sun rises, gravity keeps your feet on the ground, flowers open their faces to greet the sky. Your world could be dissolving with grief or pain or anger, but the sky would still give you the most breathtaking sunrise of violet, warming to shell pink.”

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394. “It wasn’t that anger was inherently good or bad. It could lend power and drive and focus, but the longer it lived inside you unchecked, the more poisonous it became.”

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395. “I realized that the only people that were ever going to help us were ourselves.”

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396. “Don’t just get up and go like that again-like you always do.”

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397. “Who could be satisfied with seeking out the four corners of one small world, when there was the whole of time to be had?”

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398. “Wallpaper. Decoration. Her whole life and person, whittled down to nothing. “I don’t accept that,” Etta said. I’m neither of those things. And, for the record, neither are you.”

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399. “Who says I would have?” I knew he meant it cruelly, that it was a weak moment and all he wanted was for me to feel as much pain as he did, but there wasn’t enough venom in his words for them to sting. He just wasn’t capable of it.”

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400. “Free the fire fluttering inside her rib cage. Work her muscles, the bow, the violin, until she played herself to ash and embers and left the rest of the world behind to smolder.”

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