And people like you are the reason we have middle fingers..

But part of surviving is being able to move on..

But there's a beginning in an end, you know? It's true that you can't reclaim what you had, but you can lock it up behind you. Start fresh..

What I’m trying to get at is, as bad as everything seems, I think, at its heart, life is good. It doesn’t throw anything at us that it knows we can’t….

I think I'm losing it—I don't know what's happening, what happened, but I look at you, I look at you, and I love you so much. Not because of anything….

You get a good review, and it’s like crack. You need another hit. And another. And another. I know authors are like Tinkerbell and generally need app….

Life isn’t fair." I said. "It’s taken me a while to get that. It’s always going to disappoint you in some way or another. You’ll make plans, and it’l….

The thing that scares me is that some part of me understands where they're coming from. They took everything from us, you know? Why shouldn’t we be a….

They were never scared of the kids who might die, or the empty spaces they would leave behind. They were afraid of us-the ones who lived..

The Darkest Minds tend to hide behind the most unlikely faces..

Let's carpe the hell out of this diem..

I think maybe the most frustrating feeling in the world is to have something to say buy not know how to put it into words. To have lived through some….

I'm a monster, you know. I'm one of the dangerous ones. No you aren't, he promised. Your one of us..

Because she knows what it's like to live in a world of black, and black, and the tiny bit of white, but when she escaped it, she didn't find the rain….

If you're going to knock down my suggestion, you'd better have one to replace it..

They want you to think that darkness or evil is only something that gets inflicted on you by the outside world, but I know better, and I think the fr….

Where did she come from, and where can I find one?" "Picked this one up at a gas station in West Virginia, bargain price. Last one on the shelf, sorr….

Sometimes the darkness lives inside you, and sometimes it wins..

I bet it gets pretty lonely with only your ego for company..

I used to dream about turning back time, about reclaiming the things I'd lost and the person I used to be..

But inside or out, I was alone, and I was beginning to wonder if I always had been, if I always would be..