“Chronicler froze. 'So you're saying I work for you?''I'm saying you belong to me.' Bast's face was deadly serious. 'Down to the marrow of your bones.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Chronicler snapped. "You're just spouting nonsense now.""I'm spouting too much sense for you to understand," Bast said testily.”

“The PretenderKeep you in the dark you know they all pretendKeep you in the dark and so it all beganSend in your skeletonsSing as their bones come marching in againThe need you buried deepThe secrets that you keep are at the ready, are you ready?I'm finished making senseDone pleading ignorance that whole defenseSpinning infinity, but the wheel is spinning meIt's never ending, never endingSame old storyWhat if I say I'm not like the othersWhat if I say I'm not just another one of your playsYou're the pretenderWhat if I say I will never surrenderWhat if I say I'm not like the othersWhat if I say I'm not just another one of your playsYou're the pretenderWhat if I say that I'll never surrenderIn time or so I'm toldI'm just another soul for sale, oh wellThe page is out of printWe are not permanent, we're temporary, temporarySame old storyWhat if I say I'm not like the othersWhat if I say I'm not just another one of your playsYou're the pretenderWhat if I say that I'll never surrenderWhat if I say I'm not like the othersWhat if I say I'm not just another one of your playsYou're the pretenderWhat if I say I will never surrenderI'm the voice inside your head, you refuse to hearI'm the face that you have to face, mirrored in your stareI'm what's left, I'm what's right, I'm the enemyI'm the hand that'll take you down, bring you to your kneesSo, who are you?Yeah, who are you?Yeah, who are you?Yeah, who are you?Keep you in the dark you know they all pretendWhat if I say I'm not like the othersWhat if I say I'm not just another one of your playsYou're the pretenderWhat if I say I will never surrenderWhat if I say I'm not like the othersWhat if I say I'm not just another one of your playsYou're the pretenderWhat if I say that I'll never surrenderWhat if I say I'm not like the others?(Keep you in the dark)What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays(You know they all)You're the pretender(Pretend)What if I say I will never surrenderWhat if I say I'm not like the others?(Keep you in the dark)What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays(You know they all)You're the pretender(Pretend)What if I say I will never surrenderSo who are youYeah who are youYeah who are you!”

“I'm not sure how to order.""Easy," Josh says. "Stand in line. Tell them what you want. Accept delicious goodies. And then give them your meal card and two pints of blood.""I heard they raised it to three pints this year," Rashmi says."Bone marrow," Beautiful Hallway Boy says. "Or your left earlobe.”

“You're beautiful, Sid,' he says, pushing my hair out of my face. 'And I never said it at first because it seemed so obvious to me, so easy. I didn't say it because I never wanted you to think the things I say to you are just things. Empty compliments to get in your pants. I wanted the things I say to you to be extraordinary, because that's what you are to me. Extraordinary. And I'm so sorry I didn't say it sooner, because I think you need to hear it. You were beautiful a year ago and you're beautiful now.”

“Ugly's still ugly, no matter how you see it.""An interesting assertion. Justify it.""You bring twenty people in here," Adam told him, "and they'll all say the same thing. They'll all say you're ugly.""Bring in twenty of me," Art said, "and we'd all say your ass is prettier than your face.""There aren't twenty of you.""No, you're right. I'm unique. So I can safely say that all androids find you ugly. Not all humans find me ugly. So, technically, I'm better looking than you, using objective criteria.”