I'm going to stop a revolution,'' I say. I turn right, and Peter follows me.

Caleb," I say, "I love you."His eyes gleam with tear as he says, "I love you, too, Beatrice.

He is strong, and lithe, and certain. And he is mine.

He's one of the last friends I have," she says, her voice breaking. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to look at you the same way again.

Because you like to hurt people. And you think you're special, you think everyone around you is a bunch of sissies who can't make the tough choices like you can.You are not special. I like to hurt people too. I can make the cruelest choice. The difference is sometimes I don't, and you always do, and that makes you evil.

The first step to loving someone else is to recognize the evil in ourselves, so we can forgive them.

En este mundo hay muchas formas de ser valiente. A veces, la valentía implica dar la vida por algo más importante que tú o darla por alguien. A veces implica renunciar a todo lo que has conocido o a todos los seres queridos por un bien mayor.Pero no siempre es así.A veces no es más que apretar los dientes para soportar el dolor y el trabajo de cada día, y así caminar poco a poco hacía una vida mejor.Y esa es la valentía que necesito ahora.

Una elección...Puede transformarte.Una elección...Puede destruirte.Una elección... Te define.

Am I done yet?' I say, and I'm not sure if I actually say it or if I just think it and she hears it.'yes,' she says, her eyes bright with tears. 'My dear child, you've done so well.