I'll find you- Keep calling for me, Viola- Cuz here I come.

Francia don’t look too convinced. I never seen arms so crossed.

...the lesson of forever and ever is that knowing a man's mind ain't knowing the man.

Her accent's funny, different from mine, different from anyone in Prentisstown's. Her lips make different kinds of outlines for the letters, like they're swooping down on them from above, pushing them into shape, telling them what to say. In Prentisstown, everyone talks like they're sneaking up on their words, ready to club them from behind.

Schooling ain't life." "Ain't it?" she says, her eyebrows raising in mock surprise.

Knowledge is dangerous and men lie and the world changes, whether I want it to or not.

The green things of this world are just wondrous, aren’t they?” his mother went on. “We work so hard to get rid of them when sometimes they’re the very thing that saves us.