There's the bullshit you know that you know; the bullshit you don't know and know you don't know; and the bullshit you just think you know but really don't.

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

I'm one, too," he said. "What?" He spit a wad of blood and mucus into the dirt. "A virgin." What a shock. "What makes you think I'm a virgin?" I asked. "You wouldn't have hit me if you weren't.

You're mortal, and only a mortal can afford to be romantic. When we conquered death, we murdered love.

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

There's an old saying about truth setting you free. Don't buy it. Sometimes the truth slams the cell door shut and throws a thousand bolts.

And then Evan Walker kisses me.