Samuel laughed out loud. "You still haven't figured it out, have you, Mercy? He never was mad about the car. He was the first one at the scene of the accident. He thought you'd killed yourself. We all did. That was a pretty spectacular wreck.

The best way for me to protect you is to encourage you to be able to protect yourself.

The warmth of his body shouldn’t have felt good. He was angry and every muscle was tense. It was like being leaned on by a very heavy, warm brick. A sexy brick.

Coyote never loses. Because I change the rules of the games my enemies play. What are the rules of your game?

She wondered that hope was so much harder then despair.

It is the way of mortals. They fling themselves at life and emerge broken.

Paranoia: the gift of the survivor and the burden of the overtired, stressed, and terrified.