I have a theory that selflessness and bravery aren't all that different.

I’d rather eat out of a can than be strangled by a faction.

We kiss again and this time, it feels familiar. I know exactly how we fit together, his arm around my waist, my hands on his chest, the pressure of his lips on mine. We have each other memorized.

She smiles.Her teeth are crooked. If I knocked them out,I might be doing her a favor.

Al walks in, and I don't even have to ask him to help me, he just walks over and strips bedding with me. i will have to scrub the frame later. Al carries the stack of sheets to the trash and together we walk toward the training room. "Ignore him," Al says. "He's an idiot, and if you don't get angry, he'll stop eventually.

Everyone has to blame something for the way the world is.

You chose us. Now we have to choose you.