I have done bad things. I can't take them back, and they are part of who I am. Most of the time, they seem like the only thing I am.

A brave man acknowledges the strength of others.

She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love, not misplace disgust for another person's genetics.

You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.

For someone so small, you're heavy, Stiff," he mutters.

That our world is so massive that it is completely out of our control, that we cannot possibly be as large as we feel.

Looks like someone had a mood swing.” She rolls her eyes. “Like you don’t want to know what his fears are. He acts so tough that he’s probably afraid of marshmallows and really bright sunrises or something.