The question is, what colour will everything be at the moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?

pg 4.

I am all bluster- I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.

pg 7.

Mistakes, Mistakes, it's all I seem capable of at times.

pg 23.

Not leaving- an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.

pg 38.

The only thing worse than a boy who hates you, a boy who loves you.

pg 53.

One opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death. In a way it was destiny.

pg 90.

Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.

pg 91.

It's a lot easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it.

pg 95.

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sandcastles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skill is their capability to escalate.

pg 118.

For Liesel, the paranoia itself became the punishment.