No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors. You accept things that would appall you at any other time because life has temporarily lost all meaning.

You said we all want there to be more than this! Well, there's always more than this. There's always something you don't know.

Too much talking," I say. "Not enough running.

That's what librarians do. They open up the world. Because knowledge is useless if you don’t know how to find it, if you don’t even know where to begin to look.

As long as I hold it as long as I use it, the knife lives, lives in order to take life, but it has to be commanded, it has to have me to tell it to kill, and it wants to, it wants to plunge and thrust and cut and stab and gouge, but I have to want it to as well, my will has to join with its will. I'm the one who allows it and I'm the one responsible.

Worst is the one who knows better and does nothing.

And then his noise falls completely silent- And he stops struggling- And looking right into my eyes- He dies. My Todd dies.