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Waiting is the cruelest thing I have ever endured. Like bereavement, but with no certainty. I’m sure if you knew the pain it has caused me you would weep. You always were prone to sentiment.

“But we overlay the present onto the past. We look back through the lens of what we know now, so we're not seeing it as the people we were, we're seeing it as the people we are, and that means the past has been radically altered.”

Kiera is wearing a green t-shirt. The words “Beartown against the rest” are printed on it. She bites her cheeks.

Broken by what she is giving up, but proud of her choice.

I felt there was no one as kind as you. The very good people didn’t convince me; I felt they’d never been tempted. You knew; you understood; you felt the world outside tugging at one with all its golden hands - and yet you hated the things it asked of one; you hated happiness bought by disloyalty and cruelty and indifference. That was what I’ve never known before - and it’s better than anything I’ve known.

He hoped. He hoped until hope became its own form of torture. The original meaning of hope is to desire. And Robin wanted with every ounce of his being a world that no longer was. He hoped until he thought he was going mad. Until he started hearing fragments of his thoughts that were spoken outside of him. Low, gruff words that echoed around the stone. “I wish“ “I regret“.

Jason couldn’t understand a world in which a man and a woman could be such close friends. Although Lana and I weren’t just friends. We were soul mates. Jason couldn’t understand that either.

“The trials and tribulations of life weigh heavily upon us, but we find people to help lighten the load.”

“Never underestimate the big importance of small things.”

Wanted to get this off my TBR list because so many of my students are reading it for English class right now. Haven’t decided if I hate it or not

“The hugeness of the Antarctic laughs at our size and self-importance, thinking how easily it could snuff out the heat in our little chests. But our lives mean so much more than the frail bodies that carry them.”

“I am and always have been a man who is made complete by those around him.”

Fear rides in me. Fear of so many things. Fear of letting down my friends, of losing my friends.
Of telling my friends the truth about what I am. Fear of being unequal to the task before me. Fear caused by doubt- in myself, in my plans for the rebellion. Fear of death. Fear of being lost in the darkness of space beyond the hull. Fear of failing Eo, my people, myself. But chiefly, fear of hot metal.