“I just couldn't do it- break all the rules. Blow everything up.""The world doesn't end," Bree said quietly. "Amazing, but it really doesn't.”

“Never get mixed up in a Welsh wrangle. It doesn't end in blows like an Irish one, but goes on forever.”

“Just because we don't understand why they'd cover up something doesn't mean they aren't," Bobby said, and we both turned to look at him. "Now you just sound paranoid," I said. "Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not after you," Bobby said with an expression so serious that I couldn't help but laugh.”

“Your idea doesn't have to be big. It just has to be yours alone. The more the idea is yours alone, the more freedom you have to do something really amazing. The more amazing, the more people will click with your idea. The more people click with your idea, the more it will change the world.”

“Of course it doesn't make sense." Lady Wendall said. "The rules of society rarely do.”

“All that hatred down there," he said, "all that hatred and misery and love. It's a wonder it doesn't blow the avenue apart.”