Crossed (Matched, #2)

by Ally Condie

I’ll do what I always do when someone trusts me with dangerous words: I’ll destroy.

Ugh.

Vick grabs my arm. “Stop,” he says in a low voice.

Vick kinda fine tho. He gives Jet from ATLA

“You can’t ever really kill a river,” she says. “You can’t kill anything that’s always moving and changing.”

“Because no one else will listen the way I will,” I say. “No one else wants to know. But I do. I want to know what you saw.”

Unbearably corny. Unbearably.

Away from the Society, from Xander, from my family, from the life I knew.

All this for a boy? I forgot how unhinged YAs can be

Do not pretend one place is like another or look for similarities. Only look for what is.

And even if he’s not there, I’ll find him.

I keep forgetting that all this is for Ky… not the revolution. Girl get UP

I finally see a true sign

It would’ve been so cool if the author decided to make Cassia an untrustworthy narrator where we can’t decipher what’s real in Cassias mind from what’s deluded. I mean, how does Cassia even know that the sky is a “true sign.”

She puts her hand on mine and I close my eyes. The next time I strike, the sparks snap and fly

The symbolism is a little too spot on lmaooo

No one else could do what she’s done.

Indie: “I’m not even here, baby. I’m an illusion.”

“I still don’t believe it,” Cassia says.

I’m gonna need her to stfu expeditiously

He still thinks that knowing why might help. He doesn’t yet know that the reason will never be good enough.

The danger of the Society coming in the canyons now seems to outweigh what we face out in the plain.

Man or bear

I know you came into the Carving for me, Cassia. But the Rising is the one place I don’t know if I can go for you.

DAMN.