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Holly Black Biography

Holly Black née Riggenbach (born November 10, 1971) is an American writer and editor best known for The Spiderwick Chronicles, a series of children's fantasy books she created with writer and illustrator Tony DiTerlizzi, and a trilogy of Young Adult novels officially called the Modern Faerie Tales trilogy. Her 2013 novel Doll Bones was named a Newbery Medal honor book.

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I'm the best kind of thief, the kind that leaves behind items equal in value to those he's stolen.

Kind, Stolen, Thief, Thieves, Value

I would remain nearer you for what time there is. " "Gone in one faerie sigh," she quoted. Leather-clad fingers brushed over her short hair, rested on her cheek. "I can hold my breath.

Brushed, Gone, Hair, Leather, Quoted, Rested

Jewels, lies, slips of paper, dried flowers, memories of thing long past, useless quotations, idle hands, beads, buttons, and mischief.

Flower, Jewels, Lying, Memories, Mischief, Slips

You said you were allowed to lose it,' some part of her reminded herself. 'Not yet, not yet.

Lose, Loses, Part, Reminded, Said

You really dug your own grave,” he mutters. “And I’m going to bury you in it. ” “Say that louder,” I tell him, under my breath. “I dare you.

Breaths, Dare, Dug, Grave, Graves, Louder

She was the epic crush of my childhood. She was the tragedy that made me look inside myself and see my corrupt heart. She was my sin and my salvation, come back from the grave to change me forever. Again. Back then, when she sat on my bed and told me she loved me, I wanted her as much as I have ever wanted anything.

Come, Crush, Epic, Heart, Tragedy

We’re all dying, Cassel. It’s just that some of us are dying faster than others.

Cassel, Dying, Faster

Girls like her, my grandfather once warned me, girls like her turn into women with eyes like bullet holes and mouths made of knives. They are always restless. They are always hungry. They are bad news. They will drink you down like a shot of whisky. Falling in love with them is like falling down a flight of stairs. What no one told me, with all those warnings, is that even after you’ve fallen, even after you know how painful it is, you’d still get in line to do it again.

Bad, Down, Fall, Girl, Know, Love

There are no words for how much I will miss her, but I try to kiss her so that she'll know. I try to kiss her to tell her the whole story of my love, the way I dreamed of her when she was dead, the way that every other girl seemed like a mirror that showed me her face. The way my skin ached for her. The way that kissing her made me feel like I was drowning and like I was being saved all at the same time. I hope she can taste all that, bittersweet, on my tongue.

Girl, Kissing, Know, Mirrors, Miss, Seemed

On the way out to the car, Philip turns to me. “How could you be so stupid? I shrug, stung in spite of myself. “I thought I grew out of it. ” Philip pulls out his key fob and presses the remote to unlock his Mercedes. I slide into the passenger side, brushing coffee cups off the seat and onto the floor mat, where crumpled printouts from MapQuest soak up any spilled liquid. “I hope you mean sleepwalking,” Philip says, “since you obviously didn’t grow out of stupid.

Coffee, Grew, Mat, Mean, Stupid, Unlock

Crippled things are always more beautiful. It's the flaw that brings out beauty.

Beautiful, Crippled, Flaw, Flaws, Things

Cold?" Ravus echoed. He took her arm and rubbed it between his hands, watching them as though they were betraying him. "Better?" He asked warily. His skin felt hot, even through the cloth of her shirt, his touch was both soothing and electric. She leaned into him without thinking. His thighs parted, rough black cloth scratching against her jeans as she moved between his long legs. His eyes half-lidded as he pushed himself off the desk, their bodies sliding together, his hands still holding hers. Then, suddenly, he froze.

Black, Eye, Jeans, Thinking, Touch

I can’t help feeling a little bit competitive and a little bit disappointed in myself that I’m already so far behind. After all, Yulikova thinks Barron has a real future with the Bureau. She told me so. I told her that sociopaths are relentlessly charming. I think she figured I was joking.

Competitive, Feelings, Real, Thinking, Thinks

It's okay," he informs me. "Your grandfather is teaching me how to play poker. " If I know Grandad, that means what he'll really be teaching Sam is how to cheat.

Cheat, Grandfather, Know, Mean, Play, Teaching

All friendships are negotiations of power.

Friendships, Negotiation, Negotiations, Power

Everyone danced -- sweaty bodies packed tight, drunk with sound.

Bodies, Body, Drunk, Packed, Sound, Tight

If I'm not a murderer," asked Corny, "how come I keep killing people?

Come, Corny, Killing, People

Boys never believe I can beat them, she told me back then. But I always win in the end.

Back, Believe, Boys, Told, Winning

The truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies.

Blame, Lying, People, Preferring, Truth

She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she’ll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes.

Burning, Comet, Fall, Falling In Love, Love, Sky

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