Fight, flight, and screw up royaly.

You have robbed me, and everyone here, of their purpose. That's not salvation, that's damnation.

I don't know what happens to our consciousness when we're unwound," says Connor. "I don't even know when that consciousness starts. But I do know this." He pauses to make sure all of them are listening. "We have a right to our lives!" The kids go wild. "We have a right to choose what happens to our bodies!" The cheers reach fever pitch. "We deserve a world where both those things are possible— and it's our job to help make that world.

Anger is only our friend when we know its caliber and how to aim it.

We want what you no longer want.

That's what law is: educated guesses at right and wrong.

Fight, flight, and screw up royaly.