Be careful, though." "Aren't I always?" "No, I think the word for how you usually are is 'reckless.

So small as to be negligible. It's strange, but there's something in that thought that makes me feel almost...free.

So you're her brother? Says Linn. I guess we know who got the good genes.

I love you." He frowns. "Say it again." "Tobias," I say. "I love you.

Some things are hard to let go of.

I suppose a fire that burns that bright is not meant to last.

My name is Four,” I say. “Call me ‘Stiff’ again and you and I will have a problem.