28 Quotes About Young-adult-science-fiction

I won’t pressure you, Ari, but I’m not opposed to subtle acts of persuasion.

The chances of the wave hitting you were one to three billion, your soul being disembodied, one to eighteen billion, your survival, one to two million.

It's eternal youth, in other words, or old age—depending on what age you decided to 'bookmark.

It was better for me that way because my visits could be more discreet. In a public place that is always crowded, it's hardly likely that anyone would pay attention to a teenager. I could use my 'distraction maneuver' on the surrounding people, and the security guards would not notice it on the cameras.

On that occasion, I was almost beaten to death by the children of some aristocrats who had completely lost their minds from a complete absence of authority in their lives. They would have taken my life if it wasn't for an old man, whose name I still haven't been able to find out.

The first time I wanted to break his hand for getting into my pocket. Good thing, I realized just in time that the hand was too small. That time, he got away with five minutes of being mocked and a cuff to the nape. The second time, I ridiculed him for ten minutes and, after hanging a snap, let him go in peace. On all subsequent occasions, he got away with nothing more than a slap.

Let me ask you this, Rayne. What do you think the point of the wall is? Segregation of species? Well, it’s more than that. Your kind built it to protect you all from what you’re doing to us. Your world is clean and alive and beautiful I imagine, while ours rains ash from the clouds.

There’s a part of me that recognizes him on a cellular level, a part that seeks his comfort and solace, that feels more than comfortable in his arms. And when he stares at me with that deep penetrating gaze of his, my body reacts in all the right, and wrong, ways.

[Southward and a little westA thousand kilometers at bestHere in Area Fifty-oneIs where they took us, all undone.Other ships are here as wellTheir fate, like ours, is sad to tell.]