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.

Life is but a fine wine to be sipped and favored.

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

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.

All I can think about is what she must be doing, and how I wish she were still here.

When you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.

In the beginning we were a group of nine. Three are gone, dead. There are six of us left. They are hunting us, and they won't stop until they've killed us all. I am Number Four. I know that I am next.