It's the little mistakes that lead to big mistakes.

Nine lies on his back, groaning. His chest is shredded from where Eight slashed him, he’s got a fresh black eye, and I think I notice a trickle of blood from where I struck him with his staff. Suddenly, his groans turn to laughter. “That was awesome!” Nine hollers.

I smile at her. "You're an angel." "Nah," she says. "I'm just a girl crazy in love.

Where are you originally from?” “The planet Lorien, three hundred million miles away.” “Must have been a long trip, John Smith.” “Took almost a year. Next time I’m bringing a book.

That ugly freak has spent so much time in my head, I should be charging him rent." -Four

I don’t know; I still like the name Six. Maren Elizabeth was when I was a different person, and right now Six just feels right. It can be short for something if someone asks.” Sam looks over. “For what? Sixty?

You know the saying: he who doesn't understand history is doomed to repeat it. And when it's repeated, the stakes are doubled.