Pg. 363 “My hands are in the soil; my body is tired, but I will not let this work take away my thoughts. Because that is what the Officials here want: workers who work but do not think.

Do not go gentle. 

So I fight. I fight the only way I know how, with thinking of Ky, even though the pain of missing him is so strong I can hardly stand it. I put the seeds into the ground and cover them with soil. Will they grow toward the sun? Will something go wrong so that they never push, never turn into anything, just stay here rotting in the ground? I think of him, I think of him, I think of him.”

Pg. 320 “I can’t get to him. Not this way. Not now. I can’t push past the Officer on the stairs. I’m not strong enough to fight them or fast enough to outrun them-

Do not go gentle.

I don’t know if Ky speaks the words to my mind somehow or if I think them to myself or if Grandfather might be out there somewhere in this almost-night, calling words on the wind, words with the wings like angels.

I veer to the side of the platform, feet fast on the cement. Ky sees what I’m doing and he twists away, a sharp movement that earns him a second of freedom before their hands clamp down on him again.”

Pg. 241  “We do not kiss. We do nothing but hold on and breath, but still I know. I cannot go gently now. Not even for the sake of my parents, my family. 

Not even for Xander.”

Pg. 308 “One by one, the people I can talk to have gone. Grandfather. My mother. And now, Xander.

You are strong enough to go without it, Grandfather told me about the green tablet.

But, Grandfather. Am I strong enough without you? Without Xander?”

Pg. 196 “Maybe he never wants to touch me. Perhaps to Ky I am only a friend. A friend who finally wants to know his story nothing more. 

At first that’s who I was. I wanted to know more about this boy who lives among us, but who never truly speaks. More about what happened before. I wanted to know more about my mistaken Match. But now I feel like finding out about him is one of the ways I find out about myself. I did not expect to love his words. I did not expect to find myself in them. 

Is falling in love with someone’s story the same things as falling in love with the person himself?”

Pg. 201-202 “Bram. He’s going to lose something today too. I think of Grandfather’s watch and anger rises in me. Do they have to take everything?”

My main character is very smart and is good at almost everything she does. She has strong beliefs and is starting to realize things going on in her society that don’t seem right. No one else really seems to notice them. She’s also not very tall. She’s extremely fit and healthy. 

Pg. 135 “A little slip of paper curls out onto the table next to me and I pick it up. ERROR AT LINE 3568. I hardly ever make errors, so this will cause interest. I go back to the line where the mistake was made and correct it. If this happens next week while the Officials are watching -- It won’t happen. I won’t let it happen.”

Pg. 68 “My grandmother would want to know if I wondered if it wasn’t a mistake after all. If Ky really were meant to be my Match. For a moment, I did. When I saw Ky’s face flash in front of me so quick I couldn’t even see the color of his eyes, only the dark of them as the looked back at me, I wondered, Is it you?”

Pg. 4 “As quickly as the air train moves, it still isn’t fast enough. It hushes through the night, its sound a background for the low rain of our parents’ voices, the lightning-quick beats of my heart.”

This is the quote that makes me think that it’s in the future.

Pg. 27 “The green has not yet given way to stone and concrete when I notice white flakes drifting through the sky. Snow? In June? The woman next to me asks. It can’t be, a man across the aisle mutters.”
This quote leads me to think that it's the summer.