I was just trying to stay alive, looking for ways to find you, hoping you hadn't left me behind." "Never," I say. "Not never." He looks back up at me. "I'd never leave you neither." "You promise?" "Cross my heart, hope to die," he says, grinning shyly. "I promise, too," I say and I smile at him. "I ain't never leaving you, Todd Hewitt, not never again.

You love him," he says. Not an asking, just a fact. "I do," I say. Also a fact.

If you ever see a war," she says, not looking up from her clipboard, "you'll learn that war only destroys. No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors.

Real life is only ever just real life. Messy. What it means depends on how you look at it. The only thing you’ve got to do is find a way to live there.

The justifications of men who kill should always be heard with skepticism, said the monster.

...That it's making a dare to the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?" ~pg 423

He was still alive. Which was the worst thing that could have happened.