418 Quotes by Mary E. Pearson

Ragged clothes?” He grabbed my hand and examined it. “Chipped nails? Those aren’t enough to disguise what’s inside. You’ll always be you, Lia. You can’t run from that.

My timing is off. But I had to get it out. Some things you have to tell, no matter how stupid they may sound. Some things you can’t save for later. There might not be a later.

I watched her saunter over. It was something about her steps. Her arms crossed in front of her. Her timing. The deliberate casualness of it all. The muscles in my neck tightened. I didn’t have a good feeling about it. Then she smiled, and I knew. Don’t do this, Lia. But I really wasn’t sure just what she was doing. I only knew no good would come of it. I knew the language of Lia. I.

For with but one generation, History and truth are lost forever.

I picked the Scholar’s or the Chancellor’s doors or – especially fun for me – the Timekeeper’s, resetting his clock and timepieces? That had especially angered my father, but I’d only done it hoping it would create an extra hour in his day for me.

Do not sacrifice one kind of strength for another.

Where we are going, I don’t know. It doesn’t seem to be the place that is important but the steps in between.

It was as if no one noticed my strengths or interests. I was a piece of cheese being shoved into a mold... The last few years, I hadn’t measured up in any way, and the more they pushed, molded, and silenced me, the more I wanted to be heard.

Safe travels, my friend,” Rafe said, smiling as he gently nudged the boy’s shoulder. That was all it took. The boy lost his hold and fell like a rock into the mud. This time the spray flew higher, spattering Rafe’s chest. He rubbed the drops of mud in with his sweat and grinned. The crowd went wild, and a few girls standing near me whispered among themselves. I thought it was time for him to put his shirt back on.