Pandemonium (Delirium, #2)

by Lauren Oliver

If you take, we will take back. Steal from us, and we will rob you blind. When you squeeze, we will hit.

That is what hatred is. It will feed you and at the same time turn you to rot.

The tunnels may be long, and twisted, and dark; but you are supposed to go through them.

“I knew it wouldn’t work. The cure, I mean. I knew it would kill me. I—I wanted it to.”