My heart shifted a little in my chest; it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn't hear.

Yet sometimes being a friend meant letting people do things that hurt, like putting distance between you, just because it made them happy.

For peace to take hold, one person must first stop fighting.

I never belonged anywhere until I met you.

Life…never gave me a chance to be soft.

Here in the enclave, one didn't prosper by demonstrating too much independent thought.

Are you afraid of falling, baby? No, I’m afraid of landing. [He’s laughing, and I’m smiling.] Stupid idiot smile, don’t you know what comes next?