Lord, if what I'm doing is wrong, then by all means strike me down. Otherwise set me free.
You have robbed me, and everyone here, of their purpose. That's not salvation, that's damnation.
He only wishes there were something that would heal the scars in his mind, which he can still feel. He sees his mind now as an archipelago of islands that he labors to build bridges between - and while he's had great success engineering the most spectacular of bridges, he suspects there are some islands that he'll never reach.
Teenage rebellion is for suburban schoolchildren. Get over it.
It's amazing how people can surprise you.
In a perfect world everything would be either black or white, right or wrong, and everyone would know the difference. But this isn't a perfect world. The problem is people who think it is.
What he's really saying is: Please be a human being. With a life so full of rules and regiments, it's so easy to forget that's what they are. She knows—she sees—how often compassion takes a back seat to expediency.
I gotta go to the bathroom," Emby mumbles. "You should have thought of that before you left," says Hayden, putting on his best mother voice. "How many times do we have to tell you? Always use the potty before climbing into a shipping crate.
Fine," Connor tells him. "Think about stuff until your head explodes. But the only thing I want to think about is surviving to eighteen." I find your shallowness both refreshing and disappointing at the same time. Do you think that means I need therapy?
The way I see it, the impossible happens all the time; but we're so good at taking it for granted, we forget it was once impossible.
Whoever invented the spork should be killed.
Perhaps, thought Talon, there was a path in between. A way to shed their ignorance without losing their souls.
The moment you're loved, that's when you got your soul.
Normally Connor would walk away from a conversation like this. His life is about tangibles: things you can see, hear and touch. God, souls, and all that has always been like a secret in a black box he couldn't see into, so it was easier just to leave it alone. Only now, he's inside the black box.
They were the screams of riders torn apart by the twisted reflections of their own inner selves.
You don’t just go to somebody and say, ‘I’m a better person because you’re in my head.
Makes sense, the earth is quick to consume the flesh of things that ain't natural.
Statistically speaking, there's a better chance that some part of me will go on to greatness somewhere in the world. I'd rather be partly great than entirely useless.
Revelations are never convenient, and always annoying.
So much of my life had been under tight control. So much of Quinn's life had been wild insanity. What we needed now was both: a directed burst of controlled insanity.
A pedestal is the most insidious prison ever devised.
You may feel a tugging sensation near your ankles.
I don't want to be empty on the inside.
... always been a goal-oriented girl. it was both her strength and her weakness. She had a drive to completion that always gets things done, but it also made her inflexible, and stubborn.
I smell fear, he said with a quiet intensity. But not nearly enough.
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