I guess sometimes you have to lie to find the truth.

You're insane!" she shouted. "Pretty cool, huh?" "No!"Tally yelled. "Why didn't you tell me it was broken?" Shay shrugged. "More fun that way?" "More fun?" Her heart beating fast,her vision strangely clear. She was full of anger and relief and...joy. "Well, kind of. But you suck!

God, you mean I lost my virginity to the apocalypse?" Morgan sighed again. "The whole thing was really embarrassing; my parents sent me to Brooklyn when they found out." She shrugged. "I thought I’d be safe in a gay bar, okay? What were you doing in there anyway?" Lace looked at me sidelong. "You were where?" I took a sip of beer, swallowed it. "I, uh, hadn’t been in the city...very long. I didn’t know.

Dude, I just watched you climb up a f*cking building!-Lace

Typographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death.

People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.

Tally wondered if you could talk somebody out of their brain damage.