Top 200 Rachel Vincent Quotes (2024 Update)
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151. “So don’t. Come hang out with me at work. We can play naughty dress up with the hospital gowns and rearrange the supply closets.”

— Rachel Vincent

152. “Because in most cases, I believe that people deserve a second chance. And because I couldn’t have lived with myself if I’d stood by and let them both die souless, when I could have helped.”

— Rachel Vincent

153. “I grabbed another. Aerosmith. Nope, can’t throw classic Aerosmith. I snatched a copy of the Thompson Twins’ greatest hits and chucked it at him.”

— Rachel Vincent

154. “Wow. You guys are like a broken record. Don’t you ever get tired of the whole ‘knock ‘em our and drag ‘em back to the cave’ routine? ‘Cause I swear, Cro-Magnons were more subtle.”

— Rachel Vincent

155. “Sorry doesn’t mean anything! Not when you’re still with him. It’s not just that you cheated – it’s that he’s still here, and you’re still with him. It just goes on and on, and it hurts every single time I see you with him. I hate it that he makes you smile, and that there’s nothing I can do to stop this. I can’t think straight, and everything hurts, and nothing makes sense anymore. You’re shredding my heart with one hand and stroking his ego with the other. And it’s killing me, Faythe. You’re killing me. And it’s only going to get worse, now that everyone knows.”

— Rachel Vincent

156. “But if monsters could look like humans, and humans could look like monsters, how could anyone ever really be sure that the right people stood on the outside of all those cages?”

— Rachel Vincent

157. “You think he left a big flashing arrow pointing to a filing cabinet labeled ‘Evidence Here!’? He’s a Stray, Ethan, not Wile E. Coyote!”

— Rachel Vincent

158. “Five toms bound and gagged. One ruptured scrotum...”

— Rachel Vincent

159. “But more than any of that, I was thankful for the possibility he’d shown me: that a man really could love a woman enough that he’d do anything to protect her. That’s how much Tod loved Addy. That’s how much I wanted Nash to love me.”

— Rachel Vincent

160. “Had I just begged for an audience with Death?”

— Rachel Vincent

161. “Dad, I can count the number of normal school days I’ve had this year on one hand.”

— Rachel Vincent

162. “A smart woman would have shut up. Did I? Hell no. Intelligence is overrated anyway.”

— Rachel Vincent

163. “Um, Faythe?” Marc reached for my arm, and a small grin turned up one corner of his beautiful mouth. “As my first official piece of advice to the new Alpha, let me suggest that you put on some pants. And maybe a shirt.” His grin grew and pulled me closer to whisper in my ear, while Jace watched us stiffly from across the room. “While the look definitely works for me, I’m thinking the other Alphas might take you more seriously if you dress the part.”

— Rachel Vincent

164. “But wanting something didn’t give one the right to have it.”

— Rachel Vincent

165. “I feel like my life is a book, and someone turned the page before I was ready, and now I can’t follow the story.”

— Rachel Vincent

166. “Come on, Kaylee, before I choke on testosterone and melodrama.”

— Rachel Vincent

167. “I could take care of that obstacle for her – I’d tear down anything standing between us – but I couldn’t destroy what I couldn’t even see.”

— Rachel Vincent

168. “I realized that I’d rather die with you than live with someone else.”

— Rachel Vincent

169. “We share that misfortune, reaper...”

— Rachel Vincent

170. “Love, my ass. The international language is food.”

— Rachel Vincent

171. “Oh, I’m sure you just slipped and fell, and your tongue landed in her mouth. Right? Happens to the best of us.”

— Rachel Vincent

172. “Exactly what part of that is supposed to make me feel better?” Though, honestly, hearing that she was jealous of me did make me feel a teeny, tiny bit better.”

— Rachel Vincent

173. “Just FYI, in your case, I think it’s okay to fear the reaper.”

— Rachel Vincent

174. “Maddock stabbed his fried egg with his fork, and bright yellow yolk bled all over his plate like a sunshine hemorrhage.”

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175. “I squeezed my eyes shut and took several deep breaths, trying not to smell Jace in front of me, not to taste him on my lips. But it was useless. In that moment, Jace was everywhere. He was in my mind, he was in my heart, and he was in my memory. He smelled good. He tasted good. And the blissful aftershock still throbbing in my most sensitive places felt wonderful, when everything else in my life was an obstacle to be overcome.”

— Rachel Vincent

176. “A cat’s body can sustain a lot of damage without actually dying,” Lucas said, his voice as deep as the rumble of the earth itself. “You just think about that before you so much as scratch yourself without permission.” Ryan gulped and nodded, still mute.”

— Rachel Vincent

177. “That boy is a fool,” Jace growled. Then he bent toward me and tilted my face up, and that was the kiss that changed my life. The kiss that opened my eyes and woke up my body, and showed me exactly what I’d been missing.”

— Rachel Vincent

178. “What is it about women and luggage? You don’t have to bring everything you own, and it shouldn’t take this long to throw some clothes into a bag. In fact, if it will save you any time, just leave the underwear out all together.”

— Rachel Vincent

179. “Sophie glanced from me to Sabine, then back, scowling. “I’m not scared of her. I can handle myself.” “Yeah, and hissing kittens think they’re badass too,” Sabine said.”

— Rachel Vincent

180. “They’d had to empty their pockets and turn over Aunt Val’s purse to the security guard. That way, I wouldn’t be tempted to try to kill anyone with her lip gloss and her travel-size pack of tissues.”

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181. “I laughed. It was just like Owen to make excuses for someone else’s shortcomings. Even fictional characters. Owen found my tendency to speak my mind “refreshingly honest,” and hailed Marc’s temper as “a deep protective instinct.” He said Ethan “thoroughly enjoyed life,” and that Parker “really knew how to have a good time.” According to Owen, we were all doing just fine, and all was right with the world.”

— Rachel Vincent

182. “Unfortunately, unless the job description included a translation of the prologue of The Canterbury Tales, I was dreadfully under-qualified.”

— Rachel Vincent

183. “He was beyond gorgeous. But Eastlake High was full of pretty people who acted like total freaks. I blame the local water supply. Which was why I drank bottled water.”

— Rachel Vincent

184. “I was fine with that. The very idea of Death knowing my name made my skin crawl. Even if this particular Death was only one of many, and almost too pretty to look at.”

— Rachel Vincent

185. “I have choices,” I insisted, refusing to break eye contact. “We both do. I may have to make mine carefully, and make a few compromises along the way, but I have a choice. I choose you.”

— Rachel Vincent

186. “Lit majors are not known for watching where they’re going; most of us walk with our eyes in a book instead of on the path ahead.”

— Rachel Vincent

187. “My mother turned towards me with a coffeepot in each hand, her jaw dangling somewhere near her collarbone. You’d think she’d never seen me naked, when I knew for a fact I’d been born that way.”

— Rachel Vincent

188. “Sneak out.” He shrugged, as if that should have been a no-brainer. But that was easy for him to say. He was dead. What else could they do to him, take away his birthday?”

— Rachel Vincent

189. “Holy silicone suppository, Batman!” Ethan said, grinning. Dan snorted, Parker coughed to disguise a laugh, and I glared at them all. “What?” My brother shrugged defensively. “That’s what it looks like.”

— Rachel Vincent

190. “I’m like flypaper for the soul.”

— Rachel Vincent

191. “Rumor has it you’ve conquered more territory than Genghis Khan.”

— Rachel Vincent

192. “Sorry, but the whole walking corpse epiphany kind of threw me off my game.”

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193. “I couldn’t see who swam in the darkness, who wore shadows like a second skin.”

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194. “A wolf will growl to warn you that it’s angry and a bull will paw the ground before charging. Rattlesnakes rattle, cats moan and hiss, and hyenas grunt and cackle. But a man will smile right in your face as he drives a knife into your heart.”

— Rachel Vincent

195. “We will make a rattle for our child from your teeth and phalanges, and stacking toys from your vertebrae. She will teethe on your kneecaps and we will rock her to sleep whispering tales of your bloody demise.”

— Rachel Vincent

196. “No, I didn’t want to be the latest on his rumored list of conquests, but I wouldn’t mind knowing I was worthy.”

— Rachel Vincent

197. “And if blood was thicker than water, then football, evidently, would congeal in one’s veins. “And that.”

— Rachel Vincent

198. “So we’re all alike, in that we’re each a little different.”

— Rachel Vincent

199. “We are a different kind of monster, Adele. The beasts in the forest do horrific things to people. We do horrific things to protect people. And that is rarely easy, it’s rarely neat or clean or pretty; yet it still must be done. Even when that makes us monsters.”

— Rachel Vincent

200. “Are you asking me to help you manipulate me?”

— Rachel Vincent