TODD!" I yell again and I reach him and his Noise opens even farther and wraps around me like a blanket and I'm grabbing him to me, grabbing him to me like I'll never let him go and he calls out in pain but his other arm is grabbing me back - "I thought you were dead," he's saying, his breath on my neck. "I thought you were dead." "Todd," I say and I'm crying and the only thing I can say is his name. "Todd.

To see the ocean once is to learn how to miss it. ~Mistress Coyle

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.

Superior numbers versus superior firepower. A recipe for unending slaughter.

It's always nice when two people who don't got no one else find each other as friends.

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

Schooling ain't life." "Ain't it?" she says, her eyebrows raising in mock surprise.