Renegades (Renegades, #1)

by Marissa Meyer

It became the strong against the weak, and, as it turns out, the strong were usually jerks.

One cannot be brave who has no fear.

All revolutions come with death. Some must die so that others might have life. It is a tragedy, but it is also a truth.

“Two-tone cotton candy for the lady, popcorn for my man, please help yourselves to some garlic fries or choco-crunchies, but do not touch my smoothie or I won’t hesitate to kill you and everyone you’ve ever loved.” Ruby snagged the bag of cotton candy from the top of the pile. “Oscar, can I have a sip of your smoothie?” Oscar fixed a cold look on her for three, four seconds, then wilted. “Yeah, all right.” Jigging in place, Ruby took the smoothie from the tray. Oscar’s eyes followed the straw into her mouth, his Adam’s apple bobbing. Adrian rolled his eyes, sneaking a handful of popcorn.

Heroism wasn’t about what you could do, it was about what you did. It was about who you saved when they needed saving.

“It’s easy to say you want to be a hero, but the truth is most people are lazy and complacent.