I'm Sirantha Jax, and I have had enough.

After people have gone, you forget their faults, and you recall the ideal more than the person.

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?

But courage wasn't an absence of fear; it was fighting despite the knot in your stomach.

I sighed. 'It's hard. You're the only one who listens to what I have to say.' Longshot dropped a gentle, comforting arm around my shoulders. 'Then speak louder, girl. Don't let them put out your spark.

You don’t need to be afraid of falling // when there’s someone around to catch you.

With a polite smile, I decided she was insane.