Jane smiled. "Just 'cause you're born in a place don't make it home. Sometimes I watch the trains go by and wish I could jump on. Watch the planes scratch the blue and wish I was inside. Mom's always called me a daydreamer, a stargazer, a rambler - whatever I am, I wished to God I wasn't. Dreaming doesn't do me a bit of good."- ~ The Baker's Daughter by Sarah McCoy, pg. 10
"Now that you are here -- now that we're together -- I can't imagine going back to the life I had before. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you now. I love you too much." My throat constricted. He said the three magical words. Out loud. When he registered my stunned expression, his lips curled up at the corners. "But you knew that already, didn't you?" My heart became a gooey mess inside my chest, and then he said it again.
- ~ Until I Die by Amy Plum, pg. 71 (ARC)
He couldn't say the words. Couldn't say anything. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't see. Blackness descended around him. He had to get to her - he couldn't live without her, didn't know how. Didn't know how to breathe in and out in a world she wasn't a part of.- ~ Destined by Aprilynne Pike, pg. 185 (ARC)
It was a war, people. Nobody won. Not us, not the Pac Rim countries. In less than a year, the face of America changed to a sprinkling of Starters like me in a sea of silver-haired Enders, well off, well fed, and oblivious. They weren't all rich, but none of them were as poor as we were, because we weren't allowed to work or vote. That nasty little policy had been in place before the war, with the aging population, but it had become even more of an issue postwar.- ~ Starters by Lissa Price, pg. 28 (ARC)
