So many of the things I've wanted are the things I've been taught to fear.

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

Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky.

Momentum,' She repeats. 'You can't just stand there if you want something to fly. You have to run.

It's quiet for a while, and then Rowan says; "We could talk now. We're alone out here. No walls." "There are always walls." I say.

Fate, I think, is a thief.

I wonder what it’s like for her, looking so much like a dead girl.