Pandemonium (Delirium, #2)

by Lauren Oliver

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

forbidden books are so much more. Some of them are webs; you can feel your way along their threads, but just barely, into strange and dark corners. Some of them are balloons bobbing up through the sky: totally self-contained, and unreachable, but beautiful to watch. And some of them—the best ones—are doors.

Anger is useful only to a certain point. After that, it becomes rage, and rage will make you careless.