Darcy didn’t want this interruption to last only a year. She wanted to see how long she could stretch this feeling out. To be dizzy with words again, like in that glorious week at the end of last Nove...
Fine. Seer knows best, even if he is nuts. Maybe I can stand to wait a few more... whoa. What the hell happened to my car?-Melissa
Frighteningly Beautiful, Dangerously Strong, Breathtakingly Fast.Face it Tally-wa you're special...
I read that the real Cleopatra wasn’t even that great-looking. She seduced everyone with how clever she was. Yeah, right. And you’ve seen a picture of her? They didn’t have cameras back then, Squint....
It's not the traveling that takes courage Tally. I've done much longer trips on my own. It's leaving home.
Let others wage war. You, lucky Austria, shall marry.
Maybe that was the point of truth--you could erase it all you wanted, and it was there to be discovered again
Maybe that was why she was helping Madeleine. She was a manipulative bitch, but Dess couldn't imagine living in any other reality than the one those manipulations had created. In a way, Dess owed the...
Mindy had explained that a lot of things had ghosts, not just people. Animals, machines, even things as vast as a paved-over forest or as humble as the smell of good cooking could leave traces of them...
My whole life, I always thought that I was the only impostor. That everyone else was certain they were real in some way that I could never understand. But what if they're all just faking too? Maybe no...
Necessity is the mother of invention
Never give us what we really want. Cut the dream into pieces and scatter them like ashes. Dole out the empty promises. Package our aspirations and sell them to us, cheaply made enough to fall apart.
Novelists are evil psychopomps, basically. We treat a few characters as real, but the rest of them are cannon fodder.
Out here, you find out that the city fools you about how things really work.
Tally snorted. I don’t think it’s exactly boring, Shay. Doing what you’re supposed to do is always boring. I can’t imagine anything worse than being required to have fun. I can, Tally said quietly. Ne...
The beauty of the world…has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.—Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own (part 3, Pretties)
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.
The moment her feet touched the floor, a chill ran up her spine. She was standing on her sweatshirt, which lay next to her bed in a crumpled pile. It was soaking wet.
The sight of Ethan - of Scam, since this was a mission - sent a trickle of annoyance down Crash's spine. Not like all the little itches of tech, just the ever-present need to punch him in the face.
The stitches in my forehead itched, loud noises made me jump, and I’d been wearing the same socks for three days in a row. Everyone
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