If you’re recording notes for an official record, I’d like the word ‘very’ stricken and replaced with ‘exceptionally.

He shrugs. “Doesn’t help to waste my time thinking about would’ve-beens.”Laila whispers, “He says to the girl with a mind full of them.

Saved by the gravediggers,” he says.

One of my friends at the Compound has a photographic memory. Everything she ever sees, reads, or hears, she remembers forever in perfect detail.

be yourself” line. I loathe that line. As if Myself and Tic have met before and gotten along, so all I have to do is make sure Myself is there this time. So illogical.

It was hard when I knew I was about to be flooded with memories of a life I hadn’t lived yet. Really, two lives I hadn’t lived yet.

But knowing about someone doesn’t equate to knowing them.

Look at me, making one of your dreams come true. You and your Norm truck driving around Normville.””You’re practically a god.

I thought I wanted these memories, but now I realize he hardly knows me.

Stop worrying about someone else’s feelings for once and worry about your grade.

Revenge is never the answer

My bookcase is all yours.”I walked to the door. “I’ve just decided that those are my favorite five words in the world.

I turn my head so that he doesn’t see my smile and secretly curse him for making me feel special.

A wrong was just righted. Take care of my best friend.

She’s kidding, Mom.

Dad, she’s beautiful. I remember where she was standing.

His eyes are so intense I want to look away . . . or never look away, I can’t decide.

Once Addie let someone in, she was impossible to forget. There was something about her that crawled inside a person and built a nice comfy home there, her goodness expanding until it filled every limb.

Growing up, I never felt deprived. I was always happy. It seems only lately I’ve started seeing everything I didn’t have.

Hayden?””Yes,Gia?””Nothing I just wanted to say your name

Why are you lying to me? I’m so tired of people lying to me. Do I not deserve the truth? Do I look like someone who can’t handle it?

I had seen a different side of her, the one where she didn’t feel threatened by me, and I liked that side. That side was vulnerable and happy and kind.

He looked at the cash siting there “What’s that for?” I made myself smile “A good time.

Because an illusion is an illusion. Reality always exists despite the facade.

Don’t do it unless you mean it.

He sighed. “Does it get tiring?””What?””Always thinking you’re right.”I smiled. “No, not really. It’s other people not realizing I’m right that gets tiring.

We rarely find a depth by looking inside of ourselves for it. Depth is found in what we can learn from the people and things around us. Everyone, everything, has a story, Gia. When you...