Psyche you out?" I repeat. "I'm your FRIEND. I wouldn't do that." He doesn't say anything. I can tell he doesn't believe me-not quite.

What did you do, memorize a map of the city for fun?” says Christina. “Yes,” says Will, looking puzzled. “Didn’t you?

The person you became with her is worth being.

If you are really one of us, it won't matter to you that you might fail. And if it does, you are a coward.

If utopian fiction became the new trend, I wouldn't read it.

We believe that preparation eradicates cowardice, which we define as the failure to act in the midst of fear.

My father has a way of persuading people without charm that has always confused me. He states his opinions as if they’re facts, and somehow his complete lack of doubt makes you believe him. That quality frightens me now, because I know what he told me: that I was broken, that I was worthless, that I was nothing. How many of those things did he make me believe?