Phebs

“Do you love him?”
Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. “He makes me feel like that. Like flying.”
“Then, you have to tell him.”
“I told you, I kissed him!”
“It’s hardly the same. I kissed you, after all. That wasn’t love, Mr. Sharp.”
“Aye, and what exactly was it?”
“Curiosity.” Lilit smiled. “And as I said, you’re quite a dashing boy.”
“But I’m pretty sure Alek doesn’t want a dashing boy!”
“You can’t be sure until you ask.”
Deryn shook her head. “You were raised to throw bombs. I wasn’t.”
“Were you raised to wear trousers and be a soldier?”
― Scott Westerfeld, Goliath

“If a meteor falls in the forest and no one realizes it, does it end the war?”
― Scott Westerfeld, Goliath

“She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.”
― Keirsten White

“The world went on. People left and people died and people went to memorial services and put orange blocks of cheese into their purses. People confessed to you that they were hungry all the time. And then you got up in the morning and pretended that none of it had happened.”
― Kate DiCamillo, Raymie Nightingale