We’ll go.” Her voice is surprisingly deep and forceful. Set in her sunken, shipwreck face, her eyes burn like two smoldering coals. “We’ll fight.

The old Lena is dead.

Alex loved books. He was the one who first introduced me to poetry. That's another reason I can't read anymore.

There are more of us than you think.

My boyfriend's an idiot," I say as soon as he lurches away."A cute idiot," Ally corrects me."That's like saying 'a cute mutant.' Doesn't exist.

Running is a mental sport, more than anything else. You're only as good as your training, and your training is only as good as your thinking.

But it does not tell you this: that love will turn the whole world into something greater than itself.