None of you appreciate me. Why is it so hard to believe that I could make a real contribution in these dark rimes?

Couldn't Lissa have healed that black eye away?" "Its a badge of honor. Makes me seem manly.

Look, Sage. I don't know much about chemistry or computer hacking or photosynthery, but this is something I've got a lot of experience with." I think he mean photosynthesis, but I didn't correct him. "Use my knowledge. Don't let it go to waste.

You never really realize how many people care about you until they all turn out to support you.

My cigarettes and I are going outside. At least they show me respect.

That memory made a lump form in my throat as I remembered his face, serious and gorgeous, those brown eyes intense and passionate as he spoke up for me and convinced the others of my value.

I don't want to. Believe me. But I can't help it. Rose said in time, I'll learn the control to keep his feelings out, but I can't do it now. And he has so much, Sydney. So much feeling. He feels everything so strongly— love, grief, anger. His emotions are up and down, all over the place. What happened between him and Rose . . . it tears him apart.