The truth isn't going to bend itself to suit you.
Mrs Bawden yanked me away from the table and dragged me across the food hall. I tried to twist away from her, but she had a grip like a python on steroids.
People are people. We'll always find a way to mess up, doesn't matter who's in charge.
Why was it that when noughts committed criminal acts, the fact that they were noughts was always pointed out? The banker was a Cross. The newsreader didn't even mention it.
He pulls the hood over my head. I try to pull back. I'm not trying to run away. I just want to see her. . . One last time.
Dear God, please let him have heard me. Please. Please. If you're up there. Somewhere.
Sometimes the things you're convinced you don't want turn out to be the thing you need the most in this world.
The news lies all the time. They tell us what they think we would want to hear.
I used to comfort myself with the belief that it was only certain individuals and their peculiar notions that spoilt things for the rest of us. But how many individuals does it take before it's not the individuals who are prejudiced but society itself?
So why did you want to kiss me?" "We're friends aren't we?" Callum shrugged. I relaxed into a smile. "Of course we are. " "And if you can't kiss your friends who can you kiss?" Callum smiled.
Boys don't cry, but men do.
That just the way it is. Some things will never change. That's just the way it is. But don't you believe them.
Who did it, Sephy?' She repeated. 'Who beat you up? 'Cause whoever it was, I'll kill them.
Never, ever allow yourself to feel. Feelings kill.
And things go unsaid soon get forgotten
You're a Nought and I'm a Cross and there's nowhere for us to be, nowhere for us to go where we'd be left in peace. . . That's why I started crying. That's why I couldn't stop. For all the things we might've had and all the things we're never going to have.
Just remember, Callum when you’re floating up and up in your bubble, that bubbles have a habit of bursting. The higher you climb, the further you have to fall’ - Lynette McGregor
