A thing worth learning is worth learning well.

We run down the right fork, Manchee at our heels, the night and a dusty road stretching out in front of us, an army and a disaster behind us, me and Viola, running side by side.

Stories were wild, wild animals and went off in directions you couldn't expect.

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.

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

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.

I wish I had a hundred years, she said, very quietly. A hundred years I could give to you.