Welcome to adulthood," she said. "It sucks as much as high school.

I think part of the problem sometimes is that there's so much happening in my books, to whittle it down into a single script is hard.

As if he was beating me to the punch, his words living forever, while I was left speechless, no rebuttal, no words left to say.

How weird that must be, to stay the same as everyone else changes.

Sometimes things don't turn out the way you want them to, Haven. Sometimes the people you choose to believe are wrong.

How fast were you?" Wes asked me. I said, "Not that fast." "You mean you couldn't... fly?" he said, smiling at me.

Once I turned eighteen, I could cut myself off from everyone and finally get what I wanted, which was to be on my own, once and for all. ~Ruby, pg 38