Sometimes I Forget That I Can Hurt

You Chose Us. Now We Have To Choose You.

We Believe In Ordinary Acts Of Bravery, In The Courage That Drives One Person To Stand Up For Another.

My Name Will Be Edith Proir," She Says. "and There Is Much I Am Happy To Forget.

I Can't Tell Him I Need Him. I Can't Need Him, Period -- Or Really, We Can't Need Each Other, Because Who Knows How Long Either Of Us Will Last In This War?

I Traded Cowardice For Cruelty; I Traded Weakness For Ferocity.