Life ain't fair. It ain't. Not never.

No," I say firmly. "If you ever doubt anything here, if you ever not know what to think or who to trust, you trust Todd, okay? You remember that.

I don't know how much time passes with us just lying there, just feeling that the other is really there, really true, really alive, feeling the safety of him, his weight against mine, the roughness of his fingers touching my face, his warmth and his smell and the dustiness of his clothes, and we barely speak.

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.

A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War makes Monsters of Men.

I was only following orders," the Mayor mocks. "The refuge of scoundrels since the dawn of time.

Whereas the town knows all about you already and wants to know more and wants to beat you with what it knows till how can you have any of yourself left at all?