I shake my head, but I can’t change this. I can only bear the scars, as I have always done, as I ever do.

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?

Sometimes it felt as if all happiness came at a price. You could never, ever, have perfection. Life gave you beauty so you could bear the pain.

Because it takes more courage to heal the world's hurts than to inflict them.

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

We’re bound by chains of love, but they don’t weigh us down. Instead, they allow us to be bigger and better than we are.

I admired Stalkers style. He was incredibly fast using two small blades strapped to the backs of his hands. Slash slash slash. Fighting him you wouldn’t die of one great wound but instead bleed out slowly surprised to find yourself weak and dying after a thousand cuts.