Don't be drinking the Haterade.

I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like DYING.

You in trouble?” Sam asks. The way he says it, I wonder if he’s thinking about how to get out of here if I am.

If you keep it," Daneca says, "he'll have his claws in you." Everyone has their claws in me. Everyone.

But if you didn't believe in monsters, then how were you going to be able to keep safe from them?

There’s something about her—Cassel, I have met many evil men and women in my life. I have made deals with them, drank with them. I have done things that I myself have difficulty reconciling—terrible things. But I have never known anyone like your mother. She is a person without limits—or if she has any, she hasn’t found them yet. She never needs to reconcile anything.

Carney is like a graveyard where everyone already owns their plots and has built houses on top of them.