“Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.”

“You're insane!" she shouted."Pretty cool, huh?""No!"Tally yelled. "Why didn't you tell me it was broken?"Shay shrugged. "More fun that way?""More fun?" Her heart beating fast,her vision strangely clear. She was full of anger and relief and...joy."Well, kind of. But you suck!”

“Or maybe when they do the operation- when they grind and stretch your bones to the right shape, peel off your face and rub all your skin away, and stick in plastic cheekbones so you look like everybody else- maybe after going through all that you just aren't very interesting anymore. -Shay, Uglies”

“That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become.”

“However stupid the choice seemed, Shay had made it with her eyes open, and had respected Tally's choice to stay.”

“Jen's an impact player, a spoiled brat, a royal pain-in-the-ass, and she rewires me like nothing else.”

“That was one problem with dramatic exits: Sometimes they wound up making you look like a bubblehead.”