Juliette felt a wash of fear and relief, those two opposites twisting together like staircase and rail. - Hugh Howey

Our tears are trying to serve a purpose, but we rarely let them. I don't know how we got started with subverting that purpose.

There were things that could not be contemplated, he realized. There were potential truths too costly to bear. It wasn’t until after the body was scarred by a brush with danger that it learned fear. Conner thought of all the untouched places on his soul yet to teach him something. All the unblemished parts of him waiting for that razor of truth.

They say bad things come in threes, but I don’t think that’s true. I think bad things keep right on coming.