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.

She carried a knife inside of herself now, one that was always cutting her. She could feel it every time she swallowed, every time her thoughts strayed from the splendor of the wild.

It didn't matter what you looked like. It was how you carried yourself, how you saw yourself.

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

I know what it’s like to be manipulated, Aya-la. And I know what it’s like to be in danger. While your city was building you mansions to live in, my friends and I have been protecting this planet. We’ve spilled more blood than you have flowing in your veins. So don’t try to make me feel guilty! -Tally Youngblood, Extras

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

He and I have this... personality conflict. Namely, I think he should get a new one.