Dare to ask, "Where is my novel too simple?"

I kissed him once," she whispered. "Well done. What did he do?" "Um..." Deryn sighed. "He woke up.

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

Sometimes you can’t choose what you love.

Having a brain hurt so much sometimes.

Plot idea: 97% of the world's scientists contrive an environmental crisis, but are exposed by a plucky band of billionaires & oil companies.

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