• “Would you like an orange, I have an extra"

"I'd like to give you the orange actually" "Well, yes, that's fine and good, but it's not your bloody orange to give. This is my orange”

• “I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.”
• “Every picture taken of you reduces your spirit and shortens your life”
• “I want to get my invisibility sweatshirt and skullcap out of my bag and put it on. But I don't. I want to believe the red ribbon around my wrist will keep me safe always. But it won't. I want to play How Would You Rather Die? instead of figuring out how to live. But I can't. I'm over being a coward. I'm sick of being on pause, of being buried and hidden, of being petrified, in both senses of the word.

I don't want to imagine meadows, I want to run through them.”

• “For the record, I’m in the midst of a penis panic attack.”
• “If a boy gives a girl an orange her love for him will multiply.”
• “-I will bathe in vinegar, down some raw eggs, and start looking for a wasp nest ASAP to put on my head.

-I do not understand this. -To reverse the leanings of the heart. Ancient family wisdom. -Ah. Very good. In my family, we just suffer.”

• “He’s looking at me in that way of his that should be illegal or patented, and it’s affecting my ability to remember things like my name and species and all the reasons a girl might go on a boy strike.”