Don't panic. Are you sitting? You probably don't need to sit. Well, possibly. At least lean on something.

I had risked everything, and I had nothing to show for it but my open hand, lying empty and palm up toward the ceiling.

You two are a strange pair. You are a pair, aren't you?" "We're in training.

The best-case scenario here is that you make friends with a boy who's going to die." "Ah," said Calla, in a very, very knowing way. "Now I see." "Don't psychoanalyse me," her mother said. "I already have. And I say again, 'ah'.

He smiled tolerantly at her. Rubbing his smooth chin its recently assassinated chin hairs, he studied her. She barely came up to Ronan's shoulder, but she was every bit as big as he, every bit as present.

I looked good when I sang the end.

They're saying that you and Sean Kendrick were burning up the cliffs." Tommy spins me again and grins at me. "And when I say you and Sean Kendrick, I mean you and Sean Kendrick. And by burning, I mean burning.