When the moment comes to stop running from your past, to turn around and face the thing you thought you could not face--the moment when your life teeters between giving up and getting up--when that moment comes, and it always comes, if you can't get up and you can't give up either, here's what you do: Crawl.

We are the clay, and you are Michelangelo. And we will be your masterpiece.

Maybe the last human being on Earth won't die of starvation or exposure or as a meal of wild animals. Maybe the last one to die will be killed by the last one alive.

How oft do they rescue or ruin us, through whimsy or design or a combination of both, the adults to whom we entrust our care!

The harder survival becomes, the more you want to pull together. And the more you want to pull together, the harder survival becomes.

You can only call someone crazy if there’s someone else who’s normal. Like good and evil. If everything was good, then nothing would be good.

Do you know how to tell who the enemy is, Cassie?