Because that's what people need after traumas, apparently - lots of long conversations about the effects of trauma.
Apparently textbooks were an endangered species here in Bixby, Oklahoma.
And you know, these things don't last forever.'I know, Mandy. Nothing does.'That's the spirit.
She’d felt from David was crushed by it. Every day of her life she’d insulted other uglies and had been insulted in return. Fattie, Pig-Eyes, Boney, Zits, Freak—all the names uglies called one another...
And kisses are a better fate than wisdom —e. e. cummings, since feeling is first
You have a bad habit of listing anything that can go wrong, Volger.I have always considered that a good habit
There was something magic in their large perfect eyes, something that made you pay attention
Their bodies fit perfectly like this, two continents pulled eons ago but now rejoined.
The world always had more details than you could remember, more than you could even see, and a thousand times more than you could ever write down. You were always deleting and forgetting far more than...
The opening chapter was the book's unique selling point, the singular idea that had carried Darcy through last November, and Coleman had just come up with it off the top of his head.
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 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...
That was one problem with dramatic exits: Sometimes they wound up making you look like a bubblehead.
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...
Some were grotesquely fat, or weirdly overmuscled, or uncomfortably thin, and almost all of them had wrong, ugly proportions. But instead of being ashamed of their deformities, the people were laughin...
She would find her answers in the words she wrote, in the stories she told, not by asking for permission.
She laughed and broke into a run, racing out to grab handfuls of raindrops from the air, all alone in a world of diamonds.
Nate liked money. It was a sleek and clever invention, beautiful in the way it lubricated power and focused people's attention. But it had a clumsy, brutal side, too. Money bludgeoned people without i...
More important, she had someone else now. However unfair it was that her memories of David had been erased, Tally had built a whole new set of memories, and she couldn’t just trade them in for the old...
Maybe this was how you stayed sane in wartime: a handful of noble deeds amid the chaos.