My mother told me once that we can't survive alone, but even if we could, we wouldn't want to. Without a faction we have no purpose and no reason to live.

That night we push our cots just a little closer together, and look into each other's eyes in the moments before we fall asleep. When he finally drifts off, our fingers are twisted together in the space between the beds. I smile a little, and let myself go.

I respect you more than anyone. But right now I’m wondering what bothers you more, that I made a stupid decision or that I didn’t make your decision.

One choice can transform you. One choice can destroy you. Once choice will define you.

"What did you do?" I scream. "You die, I die too."

In order to have peace, we must first have trust.

Chaos and destruction do tend to take away a person's dating possibilities.