You're the one who has to live with your choice, everyone else will get over it, move on, no matter what you decide. But you never will

I also don't believe that whatever come after life depends on my correctly reciting a list of my transgressions-that sounds too much like an Erudite afterlife to me, all accuracy and no feeling.

You think giving you a hug would give away too much?" he says. "You know," I say. "I really don't care." I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his. It is the best moment of my life.

We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.

It isn’t right to wish pain on other people just because they hurt me first.

What do I believe? I do not know; I do not know; I do not know.

What do--" Tobias's voice. Tobias! "Oh my God. Oh--" "Spare me your blubbering, okay? Peter says. "She's not dead; she's just paralyzed. It'll only last for about a minute. Now get ready to run." I don't understand. How does Peter know? "Let me carry her," Tobias says. "No. You're a better shot than I am. Take my gun. I'll carry her.