The truth is... you are hurting me. Not on purpose, I know that. But I love you and every second that you don´t love me back...it hurts.

Cruelty does not make a person dishonest, the same way bravery does not make a person kind.

Caleb runs up to me and folds me carefully in his arms. I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought I had gotten to the point where I didn’t need my brother anymore, but I don’t think such a point actually exists.

Our ability to know about ourselves and the world is what makes us human

Politeness is deception in pretty packaging.

You are far less likely to soil your pants and cry for your mother if you’re prepared to defend yourself.

I never used to understand why people bothered to hold hands as they walked, but then he runs one of his fingertips down my palm, and I shiver and understand it completely