Shit, kid, thinking about that makes me all warm and fuzzy inside, like I just ate a kitten. - Matthew Stover

When all choices seem wrong, choose restraint.

It dawned on me then that Nick was proud of himself. Proud of what we had done. It may have been an unfamiliar feeling for him: that peculiarly delicious pride that comes from having taken a terrible risk to do something truly admirable. Of overcoming the instinct of self-presrvation: of fighting our fears and winning. It is the pride of discovering that one is not merely a bundle of reflexes and conditioned responses; that instead one is a thinking being, who can choose the right over the easy, and justice over safety.

I don't have to be a hero, he thought in silent wonder. All I have to do is pretend.