Nobody has to tell nobody nothing,” I say, taking another step forward. “You never were a poet, were you, Todd?” he says.

Girls are small and polite and smiley. They wear dresses and their hair is long and it’s pulled into shapes behind their heads or on either side.

Me and Todd? Together against the Mayor?" She smiles. "He doesn't stand a chance.

It's not how we fall. It's how we get back up again.

War makes monsters out of men.

How do you know yer alive if you don't hurt?

And changing for the better doesn't mean that he's ever going to reach good.