My breathing is controlled, but all the fear and anger within me. Fear is too simple a word. Terror. That's what I feel.

We don't have to be defined by the things we did or didn't do in our past. Some people allow themselves to be controlled by regret. Maybe it's a regret, maybe it's not. It's merely something that happened. Get over it.

I’ve done what Lorien has intended me to do, and that’s to undo damage that’s been inflicted on those who don’t deserve it.

I am her tribute. Survival is my gift to her.

He says we need to live in the real world, where war and death are a reality, not pretend.

We will not conquer our obstacles by running away from them. Speed does not matter, just that we do not stop.

No more, no less. I'm an idiot. I really need to let this crush go.