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“Then he was stepping back, away, letting distance flood between us again. His voice was low, rough. "Give 'em hell, darlin'."

"And for the love of God, bitch, don't get stabbed this time!" Vida added.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“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’ll push you in another direction. You will love people, and they’ll be taken away no matter how hard you fight to keep them. You’ll try for something and won’t get it. You don’t have to find meaning in it; you don’t have to try to change things. You just have to accept the things that are out of your hands and try to take care of yourself. That’s your job.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“I can't--I can't think about anything or anyone else," he whispered. A hand drifted up, dragging back through his hair. "I can't think straight when you're around. I can't sleep. It feels like I can't breathe--I just--"
"Liam, please," I begged. "You're tired. You're barely over being sick. Let's just... Can we just go back to the others?"
"I love you." He turned toward me, that agonized expression still on his face. "I love you every second of everyday, and I don't understand why, or how to make it stop--"
He looked wild with pain; it pinned me in place, even before what he had said registered in my mind.
"I know it's wrong; I know it down to my damn bones. And I feel like I'm sick. I'm trying to be a good person, but I can't. I can't do this anymore.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“That is physically impossible," Chubs groused. "He'd be--"
"Actually," Liam began, "Cole once did try to--What?"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Chubs said, "apparently the middle of my sentence interrupted the beginning of yours. Do continue.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“God." He shook his head, mouth twisting into a shadow of a smile. "Did you know... you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breathe? I'll be looking at you, and my chest will get so tight... and it's like, the only thought in my head is how much I want to reach over and kiss you.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds

“So thought crossed my mind," Liam said suddenly.
"That must've been a lonely journey," Chubs said flipping the pages of his book.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“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 able to take it back if we have the power to?”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Just shut up and start sucking each other's faces already," Vida grumbled, leaning awkwardly against the stump. She would never admit it aloud, but I knew the burns on her back her eating her alive with pain. "I'm trying to make up for the sleep I lost when you started screeching at each other like cats in heat."
"Miss Vida," Liam said, "has anyone ever told you that you are positively the whipped cream on the sundae of life?"
She glared at him. "Anyone ever told you your head is shaped like a pencil?"
"That is physically impossible," Chubs groused. "He'd be--"
"Actually," Liam began, "Cole once did try to-- What?"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Chub said, "apparently the middle of my sentence interrupted the beginning of yours. Do continue."
"I'm going to guess you probably don't want to hear about the time he pushed my head through the neighbours fence..."
"Was there a lot of blood?" Vida asked, suddenly interested. "Did you lose an ear?"
Liam held his hands up next to his ears, indicating both were firmly attached to his skull.
"Then, no" she said. "No one wants to hear your boring-ass story.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Look,â€� I began, “I get it. You don’t like me, but—â€�
“I don’t like you?�
He let out a low, flat laugh. One fell into the next, and it was awful—not at all him. He was half
choking on them as he turned around, shaking his head. It almost sounded like a sob, the way his
breath burst out of him.
“I don’t like you,� he repeated, his face bleak. “I don’t like you?�
“Liam—� I started, alarmed.
“I can’t—I can’t think about anything or anyone else,� he whispered. A hand drifted up, dragging
back through his hair. “I can’t think straight when you’re around. I can’t sleep. It feels like I can’t
breathe—I just—�
“Liam, please,� I begged. “You’re tired. You’re barely over being sick. Let’s just� Can we just
go back to the others?�
“I love you.� He turned toward me, that agonized expression still on his face. “I love you every
second of every day, and I don’t understand why, or how to make it stop—�
He looked wild with pain; it pinned me in place, even before what he had said registered in my
mind.
“I know it’s wrong; I know it down to my damn bones. And I feel like I’m sick. I’m trying to be a
good person, but I can’t. I can’t do it anymore.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Do I look as pretty as I feel?”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Jude was down there. He was down there. And the last place I would ever leave Jude was alone in the dark.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Hey Boo, I'm in this now, too, & I got a lot of experience playing assholes like they're fucking harps. You need backup, I got you. Stop trying to convince yourself that you're in this alone.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Are you driving this slow because you have no idea where we're going, or because you're hoping we jump out of the car & put ourselves out of our misery?”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Joseph Lister?" Liam said suddenly, cutting through the silence. "Really? Him?"
Chubs stiffened beside me. "That man was a hero. He pioneered research on the origins of infections and sterilization."
Liam stared hard at the faux leather cover of just Chubs's skip-tracer ID, carefully choosing his next words. "You couldn't have chosen something cooler? Someone who is maybe not an old dead white guy?"
"His work led to the reduction of post operative infections and safer surgical practices," Chubs insisted. "Who would you have picked? Captain America?"
"Steve Rogers is a perfectly legit name." Liam pass the ID back to him. " This is all...very Boba Fett of you. I'm not sure what to say, Chubsie.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Jude: But I thought Fancy was the Slip Kid?
Olivia: Fancy?
Ruby: He nicknamed Clancy.
Olivia: Fancy sort of suits him.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“You are actually the worst person I have ever met,â€� Chubs said. “And people like you are the reason we have middle fingers.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Stay out of this, Green!â€� He was still wholly focused on Chubs. “What else did you tell her?
What else did she get out of you?�
I jerked back, one single word throwing me off balance.
“What did you just call her?� Chubs interrupted. Of course he had caught it, too.
“What? I’m not allowed to use her name now?� he demanded. The look on his face was ripe
with derision. “What do you want me to call you? What clever codename did the League think up for
you? Pumpkin? Tiger? Tangerine?�
“You called me Green,� I said.
“No I didn’t,� he said. “Why the hell would I call you that? I know what you are.�
“You did,â€� Chubs insisted. “You called her Green. You really don’t remember?”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“I flew in on a cloud and came blitzing down from the heavens like a bolt of lightning on this kid”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“What?â€� The word exploded out of me. “What do you want me to tell you? You want to hear about how they tied us up like animals to bring us into the camp—or, hey! How about that time a PSF once beat in a girl’s skull so badly she actually lost an eye? You want to know what it was like to drink rotten water for an entire summer until new pipes finally came? How I woke up afraid and went to bed in terror every single day for six years? For God’s sake, leave me alone! Why do you always have to dig and dig when you know I don’t want to talk about it?”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“I don't know about the rest of you, but I'd be up for hearing about the one-eyed chick”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“I was looped in on your little romantic quest. The only way to get me out without it looking suspicious was to suggest that I come after you dumb asses, since I supposedly know your crappy personality so well.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“That's right, you get him, Mary. Don't let him change the subject!”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Chubs didn’t have to finish. I knew what I’d been when I’d found them: a terrified splinter of a girl who had been shattered a long time ago. I had nothing, and no one, and no real place to go. Maybe I was still broken and would always be—but now, at least, I was piecing myself back together, lining up one jagged edge at a time.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Cate had told me once, a long time ago, that the only way to survive your past was to find a way to close it off behind you, to shut one door before passing into another, brighter room. I was afraid. That was the truth. I was terrified of the guilt and shame that would come flooding in when I retraced my steps, turned the lock, and found the girl I had abandoned. I didn’t want to know what the darkness there had done to her, if she would even recognize herself in my face.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Never give up.
Never give up on your hopes.
Never give up on your dreams.
Never give up on your visions.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Jude was down there. He was down there. And the last place I would ever leave Jude was alone in the darl.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“She would drive a saint to murder."
"Good thing you're not a saint.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade