But nobody can run from their own demons.

The human mind is a powerful thing in many ways, but in others it's endlessly fragile—it takes only a single moment of pure terror to tear a hole in it, like a finger through a cobweb, leaving you forever just a shadow, a half-person.

When you're locked up in here for life, you learn to welcome the little freedoms.

Don't make the mistake of bringing your heart down here with you, there is no place for it in Furnace.

It's incredible how much stamina you can find when you're fighting and enemy in battle, even if that enemy is just in your imagination.

Just take it from me," Donovan said. "Stay well clear of the warden. Some here think he's the devil. I don't, I don't believe in that religious talk, but I know evil when I see it. He's something rotten they dragged from the bowels of the earth, something they patched together from darkness and filth. He'll be the death of us all, every single one of us here in Furnace. Only question is when." "I know one thing," I added. "The warden certainly brings out peoples dramatic sides." Zee and Donovan both laughed through their noses.

But nobody can run from their own demons.