Day just smiles at me, an expression so sad that it breaks through my numbness, and I begin to cry. Those bright… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
I feel so out of place here. No matter how much money the Republic throws at me, I will forever be the… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
Then he crouches down behind it, motions for Tess and me to sit down, and begins unbuttoning his vest. I blush scarlet… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
Mom used to say that having three boys was kind of like having a pet tornado that talked back. — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
He pauses when he finishes undoing the last button, then closes his eyes. I can see the pain slashed across his face,… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
Day, the boy from the streets with nothing except the clothes on his back and the earnestness in his eyes, owns my… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
My first three manuscripts were epic fantasy - like high fantasy - and then the fourth one was a historical fantasy about Mozart as… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“When you refuse to ask for help, it tells others that they also shouldn't ask for help from you.” — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
You're brilliant,"he says."But you're a fool to stay with someone like me." I close my eyes at the touch of his hand."Then we are… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“I pledge allegiance to the flag of the great Republic of America, to our Elector Primo, to our glorious states, to unity against the… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“I stand there for a while, then sit cross-legged before it and bow my head. "Hi, Metias," I say in a soft voice. "Today's… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“They’re making me so weak that I’m on the verge of collapsing to the floor. I’ve kissed a few boys in the past . . . but… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
We determine whether a book is for boys or girls long before the reader gets a chance to decide: we package them with soldiers… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
You should have taken me with you," I whisper to him. Then I lean my head against his and begin to cry. In my… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
Be true to yourself. But that's something everyone says and no one means. No one wants you to be yourself. They want you to… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“No, it wasn't the attention he needed. He just wanted to create something and know that it mattered to someone, that he mattered. That… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
