Are you sure you want us to keep calling you 'Six'?" "You can say it's short for something." "For what? Sixty?

I can’t help blushing and looking down at my feet. “It was nothing.” “It was literally everything to me.” I look up, putting on my best version of Eight’s teasing smile. “In that case, I think I deserve more than a gross hot dog.” Eight clasps his hands across his chest like I’ve wounded him. “You’re right! I’m a fool to think my life could be traded for a hot dog.” He grabs my hand and gets down on one knee, pressing his forehead to the back of my hand. “My savior, what can I ever do to repay you?

I am an alien, I have extraordinary powers, with more to come, and I can do things that no human would dream of, but I still look like a fool.

When you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.

I smile at her. "You're an angel." "Nah," she says. "I'm just a girl crazy in love.

Sometimes you can hide just as effectively by sticking out.

You can let your anger destroy you, or you can use it for something.