We'll squeeze every second that we can from our lives, because we're young, and we have plenty of years to grow. We'll grow until we're braver. We'll grow until our bones ache and our skin wrinkles and our hair goes white, and until our hearts decide, at last, that it's time to stop.

She's been conned, ruined, left for dead, and she's not going to forgive any of it. She will soldier on, if only out of spite.

It is the face of a girl who has seen the world, who realizes that it hates her, and who hates it in return.

A party in the orange grove. The pain on Linden's face is immediate. I am unwavering. He has cost me more pain than I will ever be able to repay.

You can try to please everyone and risk accomplishing nothing, or go for your dreams and risk pissing a few people off.

Write words you’re willing to burn at the stake for. Write words you’d believe in even if the rest of the world didn’t.

Dystopian, by definition, promises a darker story.