Sam, there comes a time when the world no longer needs heroes. And then the true hero knows to walk away.
Sometimes, if I really strain my brain, I can even do multiplication.
Welcome to Perdido beach, where our motto is: Radiation, what radiation?
He wanted to go running home to Mommy, what can I say? Of course, it's hard for me to believe that anyone would choose to step out of the FAYZ. I mean, where else do you get to eat rats, use your backyard for a toilet, and live in fear for nineteen different kinds of scary?" -Howard
You like blue eyes, huh?" "Yes. I do. I like blue eyes.
No," Lana said, "I'm not going to heal your scratch." "Good," Sanjit said. "Good? Why good?" "Because when you hold my hand, I don't want it to be work for you.