Because I Killed Him Quotes

“He never arrives empty-handed. Each time, he brings me something he gathers on his run—a feather from a mountain bird, a shard of pale quartz, a smooth stone threaded with a natural vein—as if, piece by piece, he’s bringing me the whole world.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Only a fool believes his life is governed by his choices alone. The wise understand that the choices of others carry just as much weight to influence, shape, and sometimes even to alter the course”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Even if the law says there can be no future with him, I now understand there can be no future for me without him.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“I see it now. He’s the tallest, strongest tree in the forest, with roots so firm and immovable that trying to tear them out would only drive them deeper, all the way to the other side of the world. People like him can lose, but they can never be defeated.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“The worst part about hell isn’t the fire. And it’s not who rules it either. It’s that once you’re there, you can never leave.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Guillotines made of gold still cut off heads.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“The curse is more than bad luck. It’s personal, as if fate picked me out of the crowd, held my gaze, and said: You. Yes, you. Fuck you.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“I’ve wanted to be better. Not just decent—but strong enough to be gentle. And that’s not something I was ever taught.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Seashells are everywhere. Baskets of them line the windowsills, scatter across the floor, and pile on the cushions of my sofa. A few are chipped, but most are flawless. Some are pale as bone, while others shimmer with coral pinks and dusky violets, still glazed with salt. I edge forward, my heart hammering so hard I feel it in the soles of my feet. Then I see Edmund’s note, tucked into the largest basket: Because you saw a pretty seashell and left before I knew which one.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Truth must breathe. Force it into the airless coffin of secrecy, and it will die, strangled inside you, only to return as a ghost that haunts eternally.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“He uncaps a bottle of brandy but, instead of pouring, lets the cap fall to the floor. When he crouches to retrieve it, his hand brushes my ankle. My breath shudders as his fingers glide higher, lifting the hem of my dress enough for his lips to reach my calf. He leaves a trail of soft kisses along it, then looks up at me, smiling.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Every time he touches me, it’s with all of himself, restrained because he knows he’s my first, yet with the kind of passion that makes me wonder if he wants to be the last.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“I knew myself before her. With her, I know myself better. But if there were ever an after her, I’d become a stranger to myself. —EDMUND PREW”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Some men kneel to evil for wealth and power; others kneel to shield those they love. Yet whatever the reason, the truth remains: if the price is anything less than your own life, then you are for sale.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“But if you’ve taught me one thing, it’s that even hell can turn into an opportunity if you’re able to put up with being burned.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“I knew myself before her. With her”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Never assume someone’s motives, no matter how straightforward they might seem.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“I never considered coming.” “Not even once? Why not?” “Because I don’t chase love.” Charlotte stiffens as if I slapped her. “If that’s true, consider yourself lucky. For a lot of people, chasing love is the only way we get it.” “I never made you chase after mine.” “Yeah, well, you were the only one.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“I was so happy that first year, I tap danced down the stairs from the stage.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Is it physically possible for that mouth of yours to ever say yes?” “Yes.” I smile pointedly. “Is it physically possible for yours to ever stop firing orders?” “That would contradict its design.” His gaze drops to my bare”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“He stands where he always does, above, while I stand where I have to: below, wondering whether, when he lifted me as high as he did, he always meant to let me fall.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“His gaze catches on the daffodil charm hanging from the cap before he unscrews it and drinks deeply. When he hands the canteen back, he looks directly into my eyes, and his finger slowly brushes my hand, from my thumb to my pinky. My heart races, heat flaring across my skin. Before I can stop myself, I slide my nail lightly along his knuckles. His breath stutters. He flexes that hand as he pulls away.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“All the while, I remind myself that blue is the sky and green is the grass. We exist together in the same world, but we are never meant to touch.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Then he pulls off his sunglasses and slides them over my stinging eyes, his fingers brushing my cheek, and continues upward. Regret floods in as I watch him through the dark lenses.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Edmund’s eyes linger, his smile still in place, though he doesn’t add another word. Neither do I. Instead, I let the silence stretch, enjoying the moment for what it is and for what we are, past the Blue and the Green, past the high and the low. Just a boy and a girl, standing in an empty parking lot, our colors hidden by the snow.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“I scoot out of the hovercar, startled when Edmund’s hand briefly closes around mine and helps me down. As soon as my feet hit the cobblestones, he slips that same hand into his pocket, turns, and heads for the entrance.”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“The executioner bows solemnly”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Better to choke on water than to choke on a chain around our necks,”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“If all our knowledge is online”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him

“Betrayal doesn’t come from strangers. It’s a close-range shot”
― Edith Birde, Because I Killed Him