“I know the rules. I've been living here longer than you have."He cracks a smile then. He nudges me back. "Hardly.""Born and raised. You're a transplant." I nudge him again, a little harder, and he ...”

“If they really want us to be happy, they'd let us pick ourselves.”

“My first kiss. A new kind of kiss, like the new kind of music still playing, softly, in the distance - wild and arrhythmic, desperate. Passionate.”

“Home is where I built my life.- Henry Morbower”

“Is it possible to tell the truth in a society of lies? Or must you always, of necessity, become a liar?And if you lie to a liar, is the sun somehow negated or reversed?”

“Most of the time - 99 percent of the time - you just don't know how and why the threads are looped together, and that's okay. Do a good thing and something bad happens. Do a bad thing and something...”

“I told you," he whispers back. I can feel his breath just tickling the space behind my ear, making my hair prick up on my neck. "I like you.""You don't know me," I say quickly."I want to, though.”

“Everything has taken on a strange, distant quality - the sounds of running and shouting outside get warped and weird like they're being filtered through water, and Alex looks miles away. I start to...”

“Is it true? I ask him.Is what true? His eyes are the color of honey. These are the eyes I remember from my dreams.That you still love me, I say, breathless. I need to know.Alex nods. He reaches out...”

“When you keep explaining and rehashing you just keep your mistake alive. Learn your lesson and adjust your behavior and move forward.”

“Who are "THEY", you are one of "They" and they are the people/humans.”

“It was much easier to explain the veil than to answer questions about the wounds.”