The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.

One of the most common questions writers are asked is "Where do you get your ideas?" But the sad truth is, we don't know. Ideas can come at any time and from any direction: in the shower, waiting for an elevator, or while bouncing across Wikipedia pages.

That was one problem with dramatic exits: Sometimes they wound up making you look like a bubblehead.

Turns out if you never lie, there's always someone mad at you.

humanity is a cancer on the body of the world

She turned to Frizz. "So you understand the problem? You can't let Tally know about Radical Honesty. There's no telling what she'll do if she finds out you could ruin her plans." Frizz's eyebrows rose. "So let me get this straight, Aya-chan. You want me, a person who can't lie, to lie about the fact that I can't lie?" "We need another plan," Hiro said.

It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.