You Like Me, Josie Moraine.

We'd Been Trying To Touch The Sky From The Bottom Of The Ocean. I Realized That If We Boosted One Another, Maybe We'd Get A Little Closer.

Andrius, I'm...scared." He Stopped And Turned To Me. "no. Don't Be Scared. Don't Give Them Anything Lina, Not Even Your Fear.

Whether Love Of Friend, Love Of Country, Love Of God, Or Even Love Of Enemy—love Reveals To Us The Truly Miraculous Nature Of The Human Spirit.

I Wasn't Certain Of Anything Anymore, Except That New Orleans Was A Faithless Friend And I Wanted To Leave Her.

Was It Harder To Die, Or Harder To Be The One Who Survived?