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

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

And here was a man who lived on belief, but who sacrificed it at the first challenge, right when he needed it most

Then at the top of the hill, the road forks. Which just figures. "You gotta be kidding." I say. One part of the road goes left, the other goes right. (Well, it's a "Fork" ain't it?)

Why can't we learn to live with how we are? And whatever anybody chooses is okay by the rest of us?

It is a true story, the monster said. Many things that are true feel like a cheat.

if one of us falls, we all fall