Remembering is easy. It's forgetting that's hard.

If there is an afterlife, I want my soul intact. And then maybe I'll see you there."I smiled, somehow calm now that I was facing something inevitable. I was getting the good-bye I'd always wanted. - Nikki

If the eye really was a muscle, I had pulled it long ago.

The question I should've been asking myself was, in ninety-nine years, how will I find another Forfeit who will survive the Feed? But the question I actually asked myself was, Could Nikki ever look at me the way she looked at Jack in those final moments?

I tell him there'll be an army waiting for him, and your friend is only concerned with the color of their uniforms. What's this really about?"

Max shrugged. "A girl."

I glared at Max. "Dude. Shut up.

How are you still sane?"
"Who says I am? I only stopped asking myself the escape question when the walls started to answer me."
Shit.