You see, freedom has a way of destroying things.

Barking hard work, being a boy.

No matter how far from the war we run, it always catches up with us.

The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of course, Tally thought, you’d have to feed your cat only salmon-flavored cat food for a while, to get the pinks right.

At least one thing was consistent about her life: It just kept on getting more complicated.

Now,young lady,I suppose you’re here for a work assignment.”Work?” Tally said.They both looked down at her puzzled expression, and Shay burst into laughter.

Hoverboarding looks so fun, like being a bird. But actually doing it is hard work.”Shay shrugged. “Being a bird’s probably hard work too. Flapping your wings all day, you know?

Nature didn’t need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.

The lie took form as she spoke, pulling on as many strands of truth as it could reach.

…I want those perfect eyes and lips, and for everyone to look at me and gasp. And for everyone who sees me to think Who’s that? and want to get to know me, and listen...

All that glitters is not hovery.

Not everything made you stronger. It was possible to survive, yet still be crippled for your trouble. Sometimes it was okay to run away, to skip the test, to chicken out. Or at least to...

The very idea of making shoes by hand boggled her mind.

Were you raised to wear trousers and be a soldier?

And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she in fact was still beautiful… or if the fall had changed the story...

What if destiny doesn’t care?

A milli-Helen is enough beauty to launch exactly one ship

But you weren’t born expecting that kind of beauty in everyone, all the time. You just got programmed into thinking anything else is ugly.

Tally wondered if you could talk somebody out of their brain damage.

People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that’s the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.

When she awoke, the world was on fire.

As Melissa got closer, the taste of school began to foul her mouth.

You look beautiful – David

We’re not freaks, Tally. We’re normal. We may not be gorgeous, but at least we’re not hyped-up Barbie dolls.

Una franja en la que se mezclaban el naranja y el amarillo prendía fuego al cielo,espléndida e inesperada, tan espectacular como los fuegos artificiales, aunquecambiaba a un ritmo majestuoso y apenas perceptible. Tally estaba descubriendo...

Then dead pretty.

I guess sometimes you have to lie to find the truth.

The best way to know a city is to eat it.

She couldn’t disappoint the whole village. There were no wallscreens here, no newsfeeds or satellites bands, and touring soccer teams were no doubt few and far between. (…), that made stories a valuable commodity, and...

Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. “I’m Tally Youngblood,” she said. “make me pretty.

Your father always suspected that being pretty-minded is simply the natural state for most people. They want to be vapid and lazy and vain—Maddy glanced at Tally—and selfish. It only takes a twist to lock...

That’s the worst thing they do to you, to any of you. Whatever those brain lesions are all about, the worst damage is done before they even pick up the knife: You’re all brainwashed into...

Most men’s awareness doesn’t extend past their dinner plates.

Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.

But I feel more real when I’m around her. Like I’m not fading.

Her only way home was to betray her friend.

You don’t know what it’s like, when your best friend disappears.

Some mornings when I wake up, it takes a long time to remember who I am. Like, it takes a while for everything that’s happened in last month to download into my brain. It’s nice,...

You don’t look very happy.”Tally tried to smile. David had shared his biggest secret with her; she should tell him hers. But she wasn’t brave enough to say the words. “It’s been a long night....

You’re insane!” she shouted.”Pretty cool, huh?””No!”Tally yelled. “Why didn’t you tell me it was broken?”Shay shrugged. “More fun that way?””More fun?” Her heart beating fast,her vision strangely clear. She was full of anger and relief...

What did a happy ending even mean in real life, anyway? In stories you simply said, ‘They lived happily ever after,’ and that was it. But in real life people had to keep on living,...

I can’t imagine anything worse than being required to have fun.

Maybe this was how you stayed sane in wartime: a handful of noble deeds amid the chaos.

I’m not the one going for a biology degree. I’m just a philosophy major who eats people.

The human heart is a strange vessel. Love and hatred can exist side by side.

I’d watched too many schoolmates graduate into mental institutions, into group homes and jails, and I knew that locking people up was paranormal – against normal, not beside it. Locks didn’t cure; they strangled.

I’m a girl.”When Deryn opened her eyes, the lady boffin was staring at her with no change of expression. “Indeed,” she said.Deryn’s mouth feel open. “You mean you…Did you barking know?””I had no idea at...

She needed Andrew Simpson Smith, it was that simple. And he had spent his life training to help people like her. Gods. “Okay, Andrew. But let’s leave today. I’m in a hurry.””Of course. Today.” He...

Looking for a thousand years is worth it, if in the end you find what you need.