It's just the way things are. she shrugged. It's no one's fault.Or everyone's.
That girl in the painting looks so fierce, so strong. I want her to be the truth of me.
That’s where the money is in publishing—people who don’t read.
Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire? Um, maybe?
She started spending more time looking out the window than at her own reflection, as is often the case with troublesome girls.
She wondered if if there was anyone out there, really, or if David was just some story the Uglies made up to scare each other.
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.
It didn't matter where, really. What mattered was the connection, the space formed between the two of the, a slice cut from the universe and made private and inviolable.
It didn't matter what you looked like. It was how you carried yourself, how you saw yourself.
Battered by the mind noise, huddled in the back with eyes closed and fists clenched, the old Melissa had understood pep rallies about as well as a bird sucked through a jet engine comprehended aircraf...
Being in the city all the time made everything fake, in a way. Like the buildings and bridges held up by hoverstruts, or jumping off a rooftop with a bungee jacket on, nothing was quite real there.
There was something magic in their large perfect eyes, something that made you pay attention
However stupid the choice seemed, Shay had made it with her eyes open, and had respected Tally's choice to stay.
He and I have this... personality conflict. Namely, I think he should get a new one.
But they're already singing our praises!They are Americans. They toot their horns for anything.
Gods are so last year, Hiro said, and Aya smiled.
Their bodies fit perfectly like this, two continents pulled eons ago but now rejoined.
Maybe they didn't want you to realize that every civilization has its weakness. There's always one thing we depend on. And if someone takes it away all that's left is some story in a history class.
He makes me feel like that. Like flying.
Peeps cant turn into anything smaller than what they are. where would the extra mass go
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