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"When I see your scars, do I want to erase them? Absolutely. But not your physical scars. The real ones, beneath the surface. The ones that compel you to stay silent or force you to cringe. Those are the scars I want to obliterate. His finger circles the dip of a burn mark on her forearm. 'This is a battle trophy and nothing to be ashamed of. Every one of your scars makes you more beautiful to me."
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"A kind gesture can reach a wound that only compassion can heal."
"Is there something which you have lost and miss terribly? Would the quality of your life improve if you regained it? Would it make you happier or healthier? Would you be more effective, efficient, or productive if it came back? If there is something which once was and you yearn for its return, find ways to regain its presence and place in your world."
"Bitterness and resentment are a bottomless well. They can only be healed by the phenomenon of someone else's sorrow rising to your level of pain... it never happens - save yourself endless hurt."
"[I] don't think I was trying to kill myself. I just wanted to hurt, and understand exactly whay I was hurting. This made sense: you cut, you felt pain, period."
"I know how bad you boys feel, but the sun will still come up tomorrow. And when it does, you 'll feel better. When the sun comes up the day after tomorrow, a little better still. This is just a part of your life, and it's over. It would have been better to win, but either way, it's over. Life will go on."
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"Terror builds inside him. The reality that tonight will be his last leaves a sour taste in his mouth. The Tainted will eat him, or on a more terrifying note-if that's even possible-maybe turn him into one of them. He'd rather die. But first, he'll take as many of those bastards out as he can. He throws his pack into the throng and jerks the blade from his belt. With a thudding heart, he slices through them. Blood arcs over him, onto him."
"It hurts, Summer cries, head shaking back and forth. 'Please, make it stop. Sweat beads on her forehead.'What hurts? Cameron asks.'My eyes.Summer's eyes open. Everyone gasps. They're no longer blue; they appear bionic, like a circuit board's inside her eyes. Panicked now, Summer reaches for her face. 'What is it? What's wrong?"
"If this is my final moment, she says, 'then I can die happy.'Is that why you're saying all this? Because you think we're going to die?'I don't know, she admits.'Dammit, Summer. He clings to her waist, grip desperate, eyes heavy with torment. 'You're saying everything I want to hear, but I don't know if I can trust it."
"Why aren't you smiling? Cameron asks. She picks up the Astropad and stops the video.'Because this is the beginning, not the end."
"Summer turns and marches away, fed up with being handled like a child. Like she's a glass doll that might break at any minute. She hasn't been a child since the day she was whipped into muteness. Anxiety might strangle her sometimes, but she's not some baby needing to be coddled."
"A growing heat, like a million blazing suns all focused on me, lit my insides. It felt like I was being cooked in the Gabriella Roast Cooker, me spinning around-and-around to heat my flesh evenly. For some reason I was having trouble comprehending the sudden change in my revolving world as I swelled with a horrible, billowing fire."
"Her mum is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, when Summer exits. 'Gage left from here a few minutes ago, she says, tone neutral. 'His hair was ruffled. She gestures with her hand above her head.The haze Gage left Summer in vanishes. She frowns.Her mum sighs and steps forward. Smooths her daughter's hair. 'If he hurts you, she says in a mild tone, 'I'll kill him."
"Underwater, bubbles erupted before my eyes as a swift hand snatched my arm and pulled me to the surface. I gasped for air, coughing and gagging at the amount of water I sucked into my lungs by pure shock. What was up with me and breathing in water? I needed to grow some gills or something."
"I suggest you leave now, or you'll be tied down and gagged until the end of this meeting.'Tie us down?'And gag you, Joseph cheerfully reminded them."
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