347 Quotes by Ally Condie

She cried before she slept. I reached out to touch the ends of her hair. She didn't notice. I didn't know what to do. Listening to her made me ache. I felt tears stream down my face too. And when I accidentally brushed Eli with my arm his face was wet where his tears ran down. We have all been carved out by our sorrow. Cut deep like canyon walls.

I see a glint in her eye as she looks at me and it makes me smile. Hold our breath? she seems to say. Move the earth? We've been doing that all along.

One of the things I've always liked about my husband is he's very good at lots of stuff. He was an English teacher when I met him. He wrote poetry and played the guitar. As time went on, he decided to go into economics, so he's very analytical and mathematical in addition to his artsy side.

I was born and raised in southern Utah.

Do you think you could let someone go if you thought it was best for them?

Reading the situation correctly is part of getting through it safely.

There is ebb and flow. Leaving and coming. Flight and fall. Sing and silent. Reaching and reached.

Does loving someone mean you want them to be safe? Or that you want them to be able to choose?

When we read dystopia, we root for these people to break free because we are these people; hoping and fighting against things that are bigger than ourselves.