Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood," she said. "make me pretty.

So what are those balloons for? In case you fall off your hoverboard?' -- Tally to Peris

Do you love him?" Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. "He makes me feel like that. Like flying.

But you weren't born expecting that kind of beauty in everyone, all the time. You just got programmed into thinking anything else is ugly.

To everyone who loves a long-secret romance, revealed at last.

Gravity was something you could beat; all it took was hydrogen, hot air, or even a bit of rope. But being a girl was a miserable, never-ending struggle.

Never give us what we really want. Cut the dream into pieces and scatter them like ashes. Dole out the empty promises. Package our aspirations and sell them to us, cheaply made enough to fall apart.