Vicious Quotes

“Because you’re right. Even though we come back, something stays dead. Lost. We forget something of who we were. It’s scary and wonderful and monstrous.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“It was so strange that Eli of all people had thought Victor was invincible. And he’d been wrong.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“The moments that define lives aren’t always obvious. They don’t always scream LEDGE, and nine times out of ten there’s no rope to duck under, no line to cross, no blood pact, no official letter on fancy paper. They aren’t always protracted, heavy with meaning. Between”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“The absence of pain led to an absence of fear, and the absence of fear led to a disregard for consequence.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Beneath the drawing ran a single sentence: I made a friend.
Victor.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Stell handed Eli a plastic bag. Inside was a crumpled piece of paper. He withdrew the paper and unfolded it gingerly.
It was a stick-figure drawing. Two people holding hands. A thin man in black and a girl, half his height with short hair, and wide eyes. The stick-girl's head was cocked slightly, and a small red spot marked her arm. Three similar spots, no bigger than periods, dotted the stick-man's chest. The stick-man's mouth was nothing more than a faint grim line.
Beneath the drawing ran a single sentence: I made a friend.
Victor.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Plenty of humans were monstrous, and plenty of monsters knew how to play at being human”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Being with Serena felt like a dream, an interlude. It made Eli feel human again. It made him forget.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“It was a stick-figure drawing. Two people holding hands. A thin man in black and a girl, half his height with short hair, and wide eyes. The stick-girl’s head was cocked slightly, and a small red spot marked her arm. Three similar spots, no bigger than periods, dotted the stick-man’s chest. The stick-man’s mouth was nothing more than a faint grim line.
Beneath the drawing ran a single sentence: I made a friend.
Victor.

“You okay?”
Eli blinked, felt the cop’s hand on his arm. He slid free, folded the paper, and put it in his pocket before anyone could see or say otherwise…Eli went back the way he’d come. He didn’t stop, not until he was safely in his car. In the relative privacy of the side street in Merit, he pressed his hand against the drawing in his pocket, and a phantom pain started in his stomach.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“to wash the memory of her sister’s almost-murder from her mind, replace it with some fresher horror, as if one scene could paint over the other.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Eu não quero ser esquecido. [...]
– Vamos fazer um trato – disse Victor. – Você se lembra de mim, e eu me lembro de você, assim a gente não vai ser esquecido.
– Que lógica de merda, Vic.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Victor wanted something too. He wanted to watch Eli bleed.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“The paper called Eli a hero. The word made Victor laugh. Not just because it was absurd, but because it posed a question. If Eli was a hero, and Victor meant to stop him, did that make hum a villain?”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“I want to believe that there's more, Victor sloshed a touch of whiskey over the edge of his glass. That we could be more. Hell, we could be heroes.

We could be dead, said Eli.

That's a rish everyone takes by living.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“The absence of pain led to an absence of fear, and the absence of fear led to a disregard to consequence.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“He wanted to care so badly, but there was this gap between what he felt and what he wanted to feel, a space where something important had been carved out. And it was growing.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“What if Eli won, what if Victor lost, what if Serena … she didn’t even know what to think about her sister, what to hope for, what to fear. There were these traitorous parts of her that still wanted to feel Serena’s arms around her, but she knew that now she had to run away from—not toward—her sister.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Life—the way it really is—is a battle not between good and bad, but between bad and worse" -Joseph Brodsky”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“The moments that define lives aren't always obvious. They don't always scream LEDGE, and nine times out of ten there's no rope to duck under, no line to cross, no blood pact, no official letter on fancy paper. They aren't always protracted, heavy with meaning.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Victor wondered about lots of things. He wondered about himself (whether he was broken, or special, or better, or worse) and about other people (whether they were all really as stupid as they seemed). He wondered about Angie—what would happen if he told her how he felt, what it would be like if she chose him. He wondered about life, and people, and science, and magic, and God, and whether he believed in any of them.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Instead he nodded, and said through gritted teeth, “Hurry.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“and he was just happy to have her looking at him. Seeing him.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Angie Knight was dead.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“He felt nothing. And right now, nothing felt amazing. Nothing felt heavenly. He tipped his head back, and laughed. Not one of those maniacal laughs. Not even a loud laugh.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“HE took the long way home.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Something hit him in the back, like a soft punch,”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Serena stood beside the hospital bed, and ran her hand over Sydney’s hair. “You need to stay a little longer.” The fight bled out of Sydney, and she found herself nodding, even as tears slid down her cheeks.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“Sydney Clarke could raise the dead.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“He’s the one who shot me.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious

“And we’re going to have a ball,” said Eli from the backseat. Sydney shivered. “Isn’t that right, Serena?”
― V.E. Schwab, Vicious