Michal

“With angry sulking men, the secret was holding your ground. You didn't get rebellious, no—that was asking for a slap to the face. But you didn't self-flagellate, either. When you acted like you ought to be whipped, that only confirmed to them that you should. One should never cower. The secret rather was to keep talking as if you deserved no punishment at all, and then to distract them with something they wanted more than they wanted to hurt you.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

“You're already dead," Nico said. "You're a ghost with no tongue, no memory. You won't be sharing any more secrets."

"No!" Bryce's body turned dark and smoky. He slipped into the earth, up to his chest. "No, I am Bryce Lawrence! I'm alive!"

"Who are you?" Nico asked.

The next sound from Bryce's mouth was a chattering whisper. His face became indistinct. He could have been anyone- just another nameless spirit among millions.”
― Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

“We position ourselves on either side of Peeta, lean over until our faces are inches from his nose, and give him a shake. 'Peeta. Peeta, wake up,' I say in a soft, singsong voice.

His eyelids flutter open and then he jumps like we've stabbed him. 'Aa!'

Finnick and I fall back in the sand, laughing our heads off.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“If I'm going to die, I'll die in daylight.”
― Michael Crichton, State of Fear