Given a choice between life and death, choose life. Given a choice between right and wrong, choose what's right. And given a choice between a terrible truth and a beautiful lie, choose the truth every time.
Seriously, that woman is so much crazy crammed into a small space that she's practically a crazy singularity.
One man's gospel truth is another man's blasphemous lie. The dangerous thing about people is the way we'll try to kill anyone whose truth doesn't agree with ours.
Leandros's favorite place had turned out not to be vegetarian, but vegan, which was for people who preferred their suicide slow.
We were the ones on scene when everything went down. We weren't better. We weren't worse. We were just the ones standing in the blast radius.
...but that was the thing about reality. It didn't need to make sense.
May posterity show mercy when it look back upon the work we do today. We did what we could with what we had.
My story ended where so many stories have ended since the Rising: with a man—in this case, my adoptive brother and best friend, Shaun—holding a gun to the base of my skull as the virus in my blood betrayed me, transforming me from a thinking huma...
