Isle of Night Quotes

“Teenage hormones plus a few hot guys equals Barbie blood bath.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“His eyes were slitted and intense, like he might need to have sex at any moment.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“It appeared that spending my formative years getting smacked around by my dad may have earned me the privileged of getting smacked around by a bunch of vampires.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“I was leaving.
Finally.
For good.
There was only one way I'd ever return to the town of Christmas, Florida, and it involved my dead body.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“Stand warned, lovelies. Initiates are encouraged to teach you cruelty. An you should thank them for it. For to understand cruelty is to know strength.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“Them's wolves, not girls.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“He had dirty-blond good looks to match a dirty-good smile. Yes, dirty. There was just enough twinkle in his smiling brown eyes to suggest there might be all manner of naughty-guy impulses rattling around that cute body of his.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“This group is known as the watchers. And to be a watcher is a woman's fortune."
He said that last bit as though it was the greatest honor girls like us could ever attain. My thoughts turned grim. It was once considered an honor to be a sacrificial lamb, too.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“The faint bruise on the side of her cheek had paled to a sickly yellow.
Imagine that. She'd fallen in the shower. Again.
Just ask Daddy.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“I am roots in the earth. I am water that flows. I am grounded. I am Watcher.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“Tall, dark, and hot leaned against a pillar, watching me as I took my place in line. Tousled dark hair went every which way on his head. His eyes were slitted and intense, like he might need to have sex at any moment. Maybe even with me.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“And then he winked.
Jeez, I thought my heart would explode on the spot. The last time a guy winked at me was years ago, and that’d been a creepy mall Santa.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“Surely there was at least one other girl on campus not sporting a French pedicure (do girls really think we’re fooled by the little white lines painted across their toenails?), who had some black in her wardrobe, and actually thought about things. You know, someone who knew the word French could imply more than just a way to kiss.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

“Lilac curled her upper lip in a dead-eyed sneer, and it made my skin crawl. The girl looked like she might fillet me and have me for a snack later. She made the Dale R. Fielding High School Cheer Squad look like Barney and Friends, and I vowed to give her a wide berth.”
― Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night