That's what law is: educated guesses at right and wrong.

Hayden shouts, "To the new Teen Uprising!

I almost told her everything right then. I wanted to tell her about the Wolves, and how I was supposed to hate them, but when you spend your days with evil, some of it is bound to soak into your clothes, like cigar smoke in a closed room.

I should already know that my thoughts are never alone.

In a perfect world everything would be either black or white, right or wrong, and everyone would know the difference. But this isn't a perfect world. The problem is people who think it is.

It was at that moment he realized that his spirit was truly human once more. For he no longer remembered how to be alone without being lonely.