But neither of us knows, because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it.

If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.

I just know that right now, we want to be proud. For once. We want to take the struggle and rise above it. We want to frame it, live it, survive it. We want to put it in our mouths and taste it and never forget it, because it makes us strong.

I stood there and stared, into the sky and at the city around me. I stood, hands at my side, and I saw what had happened to me and who I was and the way things would always be for me. Truth. There was no more wishing, or wondering. I knew who I was, and what I would always do. I believed it, as my teeth touched and my eyes were overrun.

My voice is like a rumour. I'm not sure if it came out or not, or if it is true.

How about a kiss, Saumensch?

It's hard to not like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them