Their fate rested entirely on me. I could save them by telling the truth. I could destroy them by lying. No one should have that much power.

(Why did they call them sneakers if it was so hard to sneak in them?)

They say you never know who's the real hero and who's the real coward until you're looking death in the face. I've always been afraid of plenty of things, but fear isn't what makes you a coward. It's how depraved your heart becomes when fear gets pumped through it.

It's amazing that something as simple as a kiss can overpower the worst of worries.

We move in and out of darkness and light all our lives. Right now I'm pleased to be in the light.

...if more people had been organ donors, unwinding never would have happened...but people like to keep what's theirs, even after they're dead.

The way I see it, truth only looks good when you're looking at it from far away. It's kind of like that beautiful girl you see on the street when you're riding past in the bus... there she is, this amazing girl walking by on the street, and you think if you could only get off this stupid bus and introduce yourself to her, your life would change. The thing is, she's not as perfect as you think, and if you ever got off the bus to introduce yourself, you'd find out... This girl is truth. She's not so pretty, not so nice. But then, once you get to know her, all that stuff doesn't seem to matter.