Popularity's a weird thing. You can't really define it, and it's not cool to talk about, but you know it when you see it. Like a lazy eye, or porn.

Despite the fact that Raven and Tack are often fighting, it's impossible to imagine one without the other. They are like two plants that have grown around each other - they strangle and squeeze and support at the same time.

I think of the quietness of Julian's voice as he said I love you, the steadiness of his rib cage rising and falling against my back, as we sleep.I love you, Julian. But the words don't come.

i feel like a curtain has dropped away and i'm seeing people for who they really are, different, and sharp, and unknowable.

They told us love was a disease. They told us it would kill us in the end. For the very first time I realize, that this, too, might also be a lie.

That's the thing about best friends. That's what they do. They keep you from spinning off the edge.

That is the rule of the Wilds: You must be bigger and stronger and tougher. You must hurt or be hurt.