I’m William, but you can call me Sexy. Everyone does.

She knelt beside him. “Now, do you see this?” She plucked a weed from the dirt. “It and everything like it are weeds. Weeds are bad. But those,” she said, pointing to the flower stems, “those are good. Right now, bad is murdering good, so we’ve got to go to war and help.” Horror dawned on his features. “A fancy way of saying I am to... garden?” He shuddered. “You’ll be doing more than that, thank you. You’ll be saving something beautiful.

Someone who refuses to see the truth will accept the lie. Someone who accepts the lie will never see the truth.

In that moment, Maddox fell completely, absolutely, irrevocably in love with her.

Living shouldn’t be synonymous with surviving.

Anger lasts but a moment. The things you do while angry can hurt others forever.

You’re making me rethink my stance on cold-blooded homicide.

When you fight for what you know is right, my friend, you already have the victory. There’s nothing to fear.

Seriously. She’d beaten that Unspoken One like morning wood with the same end result: an explosion.

You know, there’s a very good chance I’m the best fighter in this room. Did you ever think of that?” Never mind the fact that I’d almost died. “Maybe, if you were better, you wouldn’t be so surprised when someone exhibits extraordinary abilities.