There was only one option left, and it was letting go.

There is power in self-sacrifice.

It's when you're acting selflessly that you are at your bravest.

I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me--they, and the love and loyalty I give them, form my identity far more than any word or group ever could.

Maybe it’s a little depressing to think that my vision of a perfect world is actually so messed up, but I think it means that I don't really understand what ‘perfect’ is.

Space was not a finite container, but that didn't mean it was empty.

Preparation eradicates cowardice, which we define as the failure to act in the midst of fear.

When you're a teenager, everything seems like the end of the world, and I don't think that's necessarily a silly thing. You're waking up and becoming aware that the world has problems and those problems affect you, whereas when you're young they don't seem to affect you that much even if you're aware of them.

As a teenager, I put a lot of pressure on myself, and a lot of that, for me, was about finding a moral high ground. As I’ve grown up, I’ve decided to abandon that because it made me judgmental and also stressed me out.

I came here so that no one else would die. I came here to protect as many people as I could. And I care more about Tobias’s safety than anyone else’s. So why am I here, if he’s here? What’s the point?