The thing was, if I had found a way to escape- even for just a little while- I knew the pain would be there waiting for me when I got back.

In short, there are mysteries of science and of soul that will never be understood no matter how hard we measure, no matter how strongly we believe, no matter how deep our think tanks and how high our aspirations. But as anyone will tell you—for we all know this within our hearts—the impossible happens and grand cosmic mysteries are solved on a regular basis, although most of the time the solutions lead to even greater mysteries.

This is not going to be easy. I'm good at being bad, but I'm bad at being good. I don't know the first thing about good deeds.

Good in Crisis; Sucks at Normal.’ That about sums up my whole life, doesn’t it?

Tranq'd by your own gun,"Lev says."How pathetic.

The living would come up with endless theories to argue, because the living were exceptionally good at arguing, especially when no one knew the answer.

They meet in the girls' bathroom. The last time they were forced to meet in a place like this, they took separate, isolated stalls. Now they share one. They hold each other in the tight space, making no excuses for it. There's no time left in their lives for games, or for awkwardness, or for pretending they don't care about each others, and so they kiss as if they've done it forever. As if it is as crucial as the need for oxygen.