The Official Strategy Is Defensive Pessimism, Always.

There Are No Safe Rooms, No Safe Truths, No Safe Secrets To Tell.

God Tris, Are You Even Human?

Or You Can Stay Frigid," Says Will, His Green Eyes Glinting With Mischief. "you Know. If You Want." Christina Throws A Roll At Him. He Catches It And Bites It. "don't Be Mean To Her," She Says. "frigidity Is In Her Nature. Sort Of Like Being A Know-it-all Is In Yours." "i Am Not Frigid!" I Exclaim. "don't Worry About It," Says Will. It's Endearing. Look You're All Red.

Don’t Worry About Me Handling The Pain," I Say. "i’ve Had A Lot Of Practice.

Learning How To Think In The Midst Of Fear Is A Lesson That Everyone Needs To Learn.