"I breathe in. The water will wash my wounds clean. I breathe out. My mother submerged me in water when I was a baby, to give me to God. It has been a long time since I thought about God, but I think about him now. It is only natural. I am glad, suddenly, that I shot Eric in the foot instead of the head."
"Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it."
"I might be in love with you."He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though."
"Four flips the gun in this hand, presses the barrel to Peter's forehead, and clicks a bullet into place. Peter freezes with his lips parted, the yawn dead in his mouth. "Wake. Up,"Four snaps. "You are holding a loaded gun, you idiot. Act like it."
"We've all started to put down the virtues of the other factions in the process of bolstering our own. I don't want to do that. I want to be brave, and selfless, and smart, and kind, and honest."He clears his throat. "I continually struggle with kindness."
"We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another."