The Law of MOSES Quotes, Excerption and Review by Amy Harmon

The title gives away everything. It's all about Moses.

Moses was messed up. Moses was a law unto himself. But he was also strange and exotic and beautiful.

Moses is an artist who is gifted. He is so gifted in painting and drawing that it controls him. Society, around him, can’t accept his gift because they don't understand it. His gift freaks people out.

In small town, Moses was a out-cast. No one wants anything to do with him. But, Georgia, she can't just stay away. She wished she should have listened to her mother about Moses. She is so kind, she love Moses, she fights for Moses. She fights for her love but the circumstances she faced, the situation she was in, there was nothing she could do.

Get ready for devastation, pain and tears you are about to face. Moses and Georgia, the two people that are about to break your heart and make you want to embrace them and keep them closed to your heart.

“Moses?” 
There it was again. I turned, drawing my arm up to block out the light from the flashlight being leveled at me and find the voice on the other side.
“Georgia?” 
What the hell was she doing out at one a.m. on a school night? 
My mental monologue sounded like a parent and I stopped myself immediately. It was none of my business what she was doing, just like it wasn’t any of her business what I was doing.
It was like I’d spoken out loud, because she immediately asked:
“What are you doing?” 
Georgia sounded like a parent too, and I didn’t answer her, as usual.
I struggled to my feet, wincing even as I realized there was something sticking out of my leg. Glass. 
There was a long shard of glass embedded in my knee where it had connected with the concrete.
“Why do you do that?” Her voice was sad. Not accusing. Not freaked out or wary. Just sad, like she didn’t understand me and wanted to. 
“Why do you paint all over everyone’s property?”
“It’s public property. Nobody cares.” It was a stupid thing to say, but I couldn’t explain it to her. Just like I couldn’t explain it to anyone. So I wouldn’t.
“Charlotte Butters cared. Ms. Murray sure as hell cared.”
“So you’re just out tonight, keeping the community safe from paint?” I asked.

Those aren't some special encounter. Just some simple conversation between Moses and Georgia but, somehow it is special to them. 
The story itself is simple but unique.
I don't want to add excerption for this story, just go and enjoy the book. 
But Quotes are a must so...

Any time you start feeling sorry for yourself or you go into a rant about how bad life sucks, you immediately have to name five greats.

He was like water—cold, deep, unpredictable, and, like the pond up the canyon, dangerous, because you could never see what was beneath the surface. And just like I’d done all my life, I jumped in head first, even though I’d been forbidden. But this time, I drowned.

If you don’t love, then nobody gets hurt. It’s easy to leave. It’s easy to lose. It’s easy to let go.

There are laws. There are rules. And when you break them, there are consequences. Laws of nature and laws of life. Laws of love and laws of death.

“Do you think she knows how much I love her?"

"You gave her flowers and said you were sorry."

"I did."

"You kissed her."

I could only nod.

"You painted her pictures and hugged her when she cried."

"Yeah," I whispered.

"You laughed with her too."

I nodded again.

"Those are all the ways to say I love you.”