“Information is not understanding,” Tobias replied, his light-hearted tone replaced with sobriety. “You can give information, but you can never give understanding.”

“Rafaela, we all hurt people." Tobias’ voice was sharp. "That’s universal. We’re all broken and those shards will cut those around us.”

“You're talking like the choices others made were the only choices someone could make given the choices you made." Mireya paused. "I think.""That's quite a mouthful."“But it's what you're thinking. Yes, you made specific choices, bad ones too. But the choices others make, they make them. You don't. Just because you made the wrong choices, doesn't mean you deserved everything bad that happens to you. Don't you see?""Not all the consequences are bad, Mireya," Faela said her voice soft.”

“Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on you for tripping me as I run away.”

“The Deoraghan celebrated anything that could be celebrated, because they never knew what tomorrow held. Caleb had never met any other people who categorically refused to live life with regrets. They loved passionately. They fought fervently. They laughed often. They drank even more often.”

“You say cute. I say plague-carrying, sticky-fingered dirt monsters,” Sheridan said slapping Eve on the shoulder as she passed her to leave the room.”

“The world forgets. We always forget. We say that we won’t forget, but we do. We go about our lives, and the daily petty details wipe our memories of the things we should never forget.”