How are you still sane?""Who says I am? I only stopped asking myself the escape question when the walls started to answer me."Shit.

In the moment I faced dying, I finally knew my reason for living.

I tell him there'll be an army waiting for him, and your friend is only concerned with the color of their uniforms. What's this really about?"Max shrugged. "A girl."I glared at Max. "Dude. Shut up.

What was the point of finding something worth living for if my life was no longer in my own hands?

If the eye really was a muscle, I had pulled it long ago.

Verily it is a foolish thought that they both have devised, for the ground is given unto the wood, and the sea also had its place to bear its floods.

Death is a dark flower, its perfume heady and dangerous as it pulls you into its bosom.

A second plane hit the second tower. America is under attack.

Humanity's moral conscience progresses, slowly yet surely.

I think it must be apparent to every thinking mind that the noblest of all professions is that of teaching, and that upon the effectiveness of that teaching hangs the destiny of nations.

I've appeared on some other people's albums.

Consider that as a principle of love is the main principle in the heart of a real Christian, so the labor of love, is the main business of the Christian life.

Giving anyone anything takes courage, since so many presents backfire. A gift conspicuously at odds with your tastes serves only to betray that the benefactor has no earthly clue who you are.

Sincerity is the most compendious wisdom.

You forgot another lesson: Never turn your back until you know your enemy is dead. Looks like we’ll have to go over the lesson again the next time I see you—which will be soon. Love, D.