No one, and nothing, will ever hurt you as long as I'm alive.

She asks if I left a girlfriend behind when we moved. I say no, and she smiles, which just about ruins me.

That's another one of Sandor's rules for hiding in plain sight: always appear to be weaker than I actually am. Never push it.

I've learned that some memories surprise you and reveal a sharp edge just when you least expect it.

Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you're doing.

I drop the other Chest to the ground in shock. "What number are you? I'm Four." He squints at me and then offers his hand. "I'm Nine. Good job staying alive, Number Four.

Those things that are the most obvious are the very things we've most likely to overlook.