Trust me when I tell you, Eaton boy, that resisting is worth doing.

Beatrice. We should think of our family. But. But we must also think of ourselves.

I'm sick of doing bad things and liking it and then wondering what's wrong with me. I want it to be over. I want to start again.

Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.

You know I'm getting a little tired of waiting for you to catch on.

So how can I hold Tobias’s desperation against him, like I’m better than him, like I’ve never let my own brokenness blind me?

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