I think she's brave. I think that nobody has ever believed what she could be capable of. All her life, nobody was listening.

But instead of tears, when I press my face against the pillow, a horrible, primal scream comes out of me. It's unlike anything I thought myself capable of. Rage, unlike anything I've ever known.

She's beautiful and graceful, and she is very compassionate and loyal when you aren't responsible for the murder of her family.

I had this feeling like the solution to everything would be down there if only I could dig through all those clouds.

Once upon a time there were two parents, two children, and a brick house with lilies in the yard. The parents died, the lilies wilted. One child disappeared. Then the other." Pg 225

Don't forget how you got here. Don't Forget.

Most dystopian, classic and contemporary, paints a future world that puts a twist on present society - a future world that could plausibly happen.