My dear girl. I am his family. I am permanent. You are only temporary.
I’m not important. Everyone will do just fine without me, I say.Who cares about everyone? What about ?
It isn't the height that scares me - the height makes me feel alive with energy, every organ and vessel and muscle in my body singing at the same pitch.Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something a...
If someone offer you an opportunity to get closer to your enemy, you always take it.
I think he came to die with me, I say. I clamp my hand over my mouth to stifle a sob. If I can keep breathing, I can stop crying. I didn't need or want him to die with me. I wanted to keep him safe. W...
I love you I say.I love you, too he says. I'll see you soon.
I feel like someone is pressing me into a mold that does not fit my body, forcing me intothe wrong shape.
Decades ago, our ancestors realized that it is not just political ideology, religious belief, race, or nationalism that is to blame for a warring world. Rather, they determined that it was the fault o...
There is power in self-sacrifice.
The battle we are fighting is not against a particular group. It is against human nature - or at least what it has become.
What is it with you today? says Christina on the way to breakfast. Her eyes are stillswollen from sleep and her tangled hair forms a fuzzy halo around her face.Oh, you know, I say. Sun shining. Birds...
We could visit him, suggests Will. But what would we say? 'I didn't know you that well, but I'm sorry you got stabbed in the eye'?
Wait a second, Four says. I turn toward him, wondering which version of Four I'll see now-the one who scolds me, or the one who climbs Ferris wheels with me. He smiles a little, but the smile doesn't...
Uriah drops his tray next to me. It is loaded with beef stew and chocolate cake. I stare at the cake pile.There was cake? I say, looking at my own plate, which is more sensibly stocked than Uriah’s.Ye...
That night we push our cots just a little closer together, and look into each other's eyes in the moments before we fall asleep. When he finally drifts off, our fingers are twisted together in the spa...
Somewhere inside me is a merciful, forgiving person. Somewhere there is a girl who tries to understand what people are going through, who accepts that people do evil things and that desperation leads...
Sometimes it isn't fighting that's brave, its facing the death you know is coming.
Really? I thought the transfers will go through Four’s landscape, says Uriah. Like he would let anyone do that, she says, snorting.Something inside me gets warm and soft. He let me go through it.
Noise and activity are the refuges of the bereaved and the guilty.
I'm not going to pretend to know what's going on with you, he says. But if you senselessly risk your life again -- I am not senselessly risking my life. I am trying to make , like my parents would hav...