He squeezed her hand. "Then I'll come get you, wherever you are when it happens. We'll be okay." "But what about everybody else?" He stared out across the river, nodding slowly. "My guess is, everybody else is in big trouble.

It's just programming" "No. It's because I love him

Barking hard work, being a boy.

Have a little faith in me, Volger." "I have great faith, tempered with vast annoyance.

She carried a knife inside of herself now, one that was always cutting her. She could feel it every time she swallowed, every time her thoughts strayed from the splendor of the wild.

You can't blame a match for a house made of straw, Alek.

Sooner or later usually means too late