Trust is a careless pursuit at best. At worst, it's a good way to get yourself killed.

It's such a beautiful question, Luce. I adore you for asking it, and I wish I could explain it better. All I can tell you is this: The only way to survive eternity is to be able to appreciate each moment.

This estrogen force field needs to dissipate... Move along. All of you. Now!

what if it was enough to just stand here in the arms of someone who ared about her, to let his simple affection steady her for a little while? it felt so good just to be held.

What does my soul look like to you?' 'I couldn't reduce it to words if I tried, but its beauty is unsurpassed.

Fight for the only thing she knew was good enough, noble enough, powerful enough to be worth risking everything... Love.

We put our faith in love.