Arclight

Someone's attention shouldn't have a physical weight, but it does. Hate's a heavy burden; hope is worse.

I know one thing about the place I came from,' I say. 'We didn't eat dessert.' 'Then you came from a horrible and backward place and must stay here out of self-preservation.

What sense is there in ending another life when we’re trying to keep the world from dying?

She wants to know why she can’t hear you,” Rue explains. “I told her your voice has been lost, so she’s keeping your hand until it comes back.

I wasn’t home. Home wasn’t that bed and that pain. Home didn’t hurt. There were no strangers who hid their faces or their voices from me. Home held no secrets.

You cannot murder someone in the Safe Room, okay?

Light is safety; light is life The first rule of the Arclight.

Do you have any matches?" "What for?" The suspicion is back in his voice. That's the Tobin I know and lo- Well, that's the Tobin I know, anyway.

Fire and light. With all our safety measures, and all our weapons, it's the primitive things that keep us safe.

Priority target... no way is that a good thing.

We unify. We include." "But humans like being individuals." "We know," Rue said. He pushes off the ground with his foot, starting the swing into a slow sway. "We didn't understand-individuals like being lonely." "It's not lonely." Hopefully he can't tell I'm lying.