Noise and activity are the refuges of the bereaved and the guilty.

Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.

We are not the same. But we are, somehow, one.

He bends over to untie his shoes. “So, have you been ostracized from your little crowd of devotees?” “No,” I say automatically. Then I add, “Maybe. But they aren’t my devotees.” “Please. They’re like the Cult of Four.” I can’t help but laugh. “Jealous? Wish you had a Cult of Psychopaths to call your very own?

In that moment I know exactly what I want; I want to peel away all the layers of clothing between us, strip away everything that separates us, the past and the present and the future.

Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up

Desperation can make a person do surprising things.