Deathless Divide (Dread Nation, #2)

by Justina Ireland

Adventure is only swell so long as a body is enjoying the trip.

Folks are, at their heart, selfish, and anything they tell you is more often than not designed to meet their own goals. I know, because I ain’t any different.

I sometimes wonder if people would hope less if they knew it was inevitable that it would end in tragedy.

That is the problem with fear—it is like wildfire, traveling fast and hot, leaving only ashes behind.

“Heroes die. But survivors live to tell the story.

He is trying to protect me, in the simple way men are always trying to protect women: by stealing away their freedom.

disappointment is the only sure thing in this world.”

How can we make the world a better place if we are always at odds with one another for every single kind of reason under the sun?

All the money in the world cannot make a colored person worthy to some folks.

Sometimes the people we love fiercest leave the world like a whisper.