Tally sighed, tipping her feet again to follow. Maybe that's because they have better stuff to do than kid tricks. Maybe partying in town is better than hanging out in a bunch of old ruins. Shay's eye...
Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. I'm Tally Youngblood, she said. make me pretty.
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...
Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.
Tally, do you ever suffer from sudden flashes of anger or euphoria, countersocial impulses, or feelings of superiority?
Tally-When you looked around at everyone else how come you didn’t notice they were brain damaged?Az - We didn’t have much to compare our fellow citizens with. Only a few colleagues who seemed differen...
That girl in the painting looks so fierce, so strong. I want her to be the truth of me.
That was one problem with dramatic exits: Sometimes they wound up making you look like a bubblehead.
That was the trick - to keep punching, no matter what.
Your personality - the real you inside - was the price of beauty.
The whole idea that he could take what he wanted without affecting anyone was bull****.
The Germans were still hunting Alek, trying to finish the job they’d started on his parents. Someone had to be on his side. And, as Deryn had gradually admitted to herself these last few days, she did...
The Rusty Ruins were the remains of an old city, a hulking reminder of back when there'd been way too many people, and everyone was incredibly stupid. And ugly.
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
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 early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of
The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.
The exposure effect is also good news for those of us who weren't born gorgeous. It means that the people who know us best—our parents and children, our best friends and true loves—ultimately 'forget'...
The features that we take from our parents are the things that make us different. A big nose, thin lips, high forehead—all the things that the operation takes away.
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