“The voice is deep and soft, not a sound so much as a feeling. It is storm and wind and leaves twisting in the night. It is roots sucking deep at the earth, and the pale, sightless creatures that live below the ground. But there’s something wrong with this voice, something diseased at its core.”

“So you've made a few bad decisions. So have I. So has Elias. So has everyone attempting to do something difficult. That doesn't mean that you give up, you fool. Do you understand?”

“You—you were like me. You were a child. A normal child. And that was taken from you.”“Does that bother you?”“Well, it certainly makes you harder to hate.”

“She's still clinging to the side of her mountain, just like I'm still wandering lost in my battlefield.”

“The rest is just wishes and hope, the most fragile of things.”

“Disappear! I scream the word in my mind, queen of the desolate landscape therein, ordering her ragged troops to a last stand.”

“There are two kinds of guilt: the kind that drowns you until you’re useless, and the kind that fires your soul to purpose.”

“Elias and Laia are each other’s countermelodies. I am just a dissonant note.”

“You’re sure this is what you want?” I search her eyes for doubt, fear, uncertainty, but all I see is that fire. Ten hells“I’m sure”“Then I’ll find a way”

“Failure doesn't define you. It's what you do after the failure that determines whether you are a leader or a waste of perfectly good air.”

“Don't lock yourself away from those who care about you because you think you'll hurt them or they'll hurt you. What point is there in being human if you don't let yourself feel anything?”