Greatness often mingles with insanity. They are, after all, old friends.

I can't think about that, or Jackson's goal. I have my own part in this charade.

I won't let ignorance murder the people I love.

No one talks about it. No one talks about them at all. “The Ancients prefer discretion,” Mom once told me. But some say it’s because they’re so freakish we’d drop dead of fright. Others say they’re too attractive, too tempting. I prefer this theory.

I’m coming for you.—JP.S. Please don’t die.

..there is a lot of gray between life and death. Life isn't worth living if you aren't with the ones you love.

You are here because some sliver of existence within you says that you are a born fighter. That you will put your life before others, and stand when others fall.

I now know that deep within the human concept is something dark, selfish, and completely willing to do whatever is necessary to support the idea of humanity. Because that’s what it is, an idea. True humanity would never behave as we have behaved.