It is a gift. You cannot earn it, or it ceases to be a gift.

He kisses me again, more insistent this time, his hands squeezing my waist. His breaths, his body, my body, we are so close there is no difference.

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

People, even genetically damaged people, make choices. That’s what matters.’

Little girl, he called me. A little girl who is stressed out to the point of paranoia. That is not me, but now, it's who the Candor think I am.

I have never had parents who set good examples, parents whose expectations were worth living up to, but she did. I can see them within her, the courage and the beauty they pressed into her like a handprint.

In our factions, we find meaning, we find purpose, we find life.