I remember when I was a kid, I could never find anything positive about chubby girls. If a girl was pudgy in books, she wasn't okay. She couldn't be happy or make friends unless she lost weight.

— Ann Aguirre

I resolved, then, deep in my soul never to let him go. I'd be the one never to leave him. Furthermore, I'd prove to him that some things could be for always-that we could be.

— Ann Aguirre

It was a thing that could not be articulated or explained. It merely was, like the sunrise or a sheer and sudden drop to the giant water that had stolen my breath, where the land ended in the ruins. My love for Fade strengthened me, made me determined never to give up. I would follow him until the world stopped or until I found him. I believed love hadn’t weakened me or left me soft; instead it made me powerful, determined beyond all belief.

— Ann Aguirre

Lessons in magic from a mysterious boy who belonged to a hidden Perisher court called the Wild — I couldn't think of anything that would horrify my parents more. Therefore, the proposition became exponentially more enticing.

— Ann Aguirre

More than most, I know the pain of surviving.

— Ann Aguirre

Mother Mary of Anabolic Grace, we got Terms incoming?” He levels angry blue eyes on me. “You’re a hex, lady, dark luck, powerful bad just, ken?”“Only to people who try to kidnap me,” I tell him sweetly, and March snorts, so I feel obliged to add, “Or rescue me…” And then Dina makes a pfft sound. “Or who travel with me…” My gaze sweeps around the darkened interior, trying to find an ally, but nobody will hold my eyes more than two seconds, it seems. “Fine, frag you all, I'm a dark just, bad luck, and you’re all doomed.

— Ann Aguirre

My skill didn't lie in planning battles, only in fighting them.

— Ann Aguirre

Not to wish too hard for a shift in circumstances since it never happens as you imagine.

— Ann Aguirre

Once exposed, a secret loses all its power.

— Ann Aguirre

Perhaps that was the point; life, if you did it right, meant learning and changing. If you didn't, you died- or stopped growing - which amounted to more or less the same thing. So I would slide in and out of different roles until I discovered the one that fit me best.-Deuce, (183)

— Ann Aguirre