“My mother looks at me with love and understanding, and I realize: she knows what my father did. She knows what I… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“I imagine giving someone such a gift and then having it returned. Parents are always giving things that are not taken.” — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
I had really great parents who always gave me lots of opportunity for choice, but I didn't always realize how rare that… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“Much as I love looking at the stars, I never learned to guide by them. I mark my course by people; Xander,… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“But my father goes on."And I've noticed other things,too.I think you're in love with Ky Markham.I think you want to find him,wherever… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“When I was small my mother tried to teach me the colors. "Blue," she said, pointing to the sky. And "blue" again,… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“Did you know Grandfather would give the poems to me?” I ask. “We thought he might,” my mother says. “Why didn’t you… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“We do not kiss. We do nothing but hold on and breathe, but still I know. I cannot go gently now. Not… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“My mother holds Bram tightly. I draw i ragged breath, the kind you take when the pain is too deep to cry,… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
I can trust in my parents' love. And it strikes me that is a big thing to trust, a big thing to… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“I’m going to do. I want to look at the microcard without my parents or Bram glancing” — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“They’ll leave you alone if you walk away,” I said. “You have to ignore them.” “You sound like my parents.” Leo sounded… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“Sometimes paper is only paper," my mothers says. "Words are just words. Ways to capture the real thing. Don't be afraid to… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“My mother painted with water," he says. "And my father played with fire.” — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
Because I feel no anger toward my mother. Only loss, and loss is a feeling you can’t fight your way out of… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“Good-bye,” I say to Grandfather, and to my father, and I hold the tube in the river and pause a moment. We… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“My father has always broken the rules for those he loves, just as my mother has always kept them for the same… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“But I also know we can’t plan on anyone else rescuing us. We have to do it ourselves.” — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“Ever since the day of the mistake with my Match. I've never known which life is my true one. Even with the reassurances of… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“She knows how things fit together and move, but so few people understand her. She’s the most solitary person I’ve ever known.” — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“There are many of them in the world, I think, good men and women with their frail deeds. Wondering what might have been, how… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“You wouldn't think you can forget but sometimes you can—for a moment or two. I've never been able to decide if I think that’s… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“It doesn't matter much anyway. I haven't slept well since he left. I can't dream. In some ways, that's the hardest part of having… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“She's right. We would compose poems about love and tell stories that have been heard in some form before. But it would be our… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“Perhaps it is because now I live in his story. Now I am a part of his, and he of mine, and the part… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“I wonder if they'll be able to resist. It's not exactly easy to save things for the future when the present is so uncertain.” — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“I think of how many invisible injuries are possible. Ones scored on your heart, your brain, your bones. How do we all stand? I… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
