That’s what people do when they’re in love. They make crazy decisions. They do what they think is best, and sometimes it turns out to be a mistake.

Your memories don’t make you who you are.

Susan had told him once that bravery was when you wanted to pee your pants, but you kept fighting.

We've fought monsters before, but not an army.

Peter smiles at me, shaking his head. Behind the smile I can see he’s scared as I am. Blood drips onto his lips. “You never did listen to my orders,” he said.I smiled back. “Aren’t you glad you’ll have company?

You didn't break my nose," he says."Too bad.""No, that's good," he says. "Because I would've broken yours.""You'd hit a girl?""We fight all the time.

Peter opens his eyes and they are tearless and fierce, revealing a glimpse of his true self. Pure animalistic strength. There was never any fear for him to hide.

I'm sorry I don't remember."He shrugs like it doesn't matter, but it does, and we both know it. "We'll make new memories.

Sometimes, if she was afraid, she’d take all her fear and gather it up and turn it into anger. Anger didn’t paralyze the way fear did. It was the opposite of being helpless. But it was dangerous too, because you could end up being angry all the time.

Susan had told him once that bravery was when you wanted to pee your pants, but you kept fighting