No part of you is dark or ugly,' I said sharply, squeezing his hand. 'Not to me, not ever. Do you understand?

Where did she come from, and where can I find one?" "Picked this one up at a gas station in West Virginia, bargain price. Last one on the shelf, sorry.

He held me against him gently, as if I was glass - as if I could shatter and fall away from him at any moment and leave him breathless and alone once more.

They want you to think that darkness or evil is only something that gets inflicted on you by the outside world, but I know better, and I think the freak does, too. Sometimes the darkness lives inside you, and sometimes it wins.

But part of surviving is being able to move on.

I'm trying to feel sorry for you, really I am,"North said."If you wait just a moment I'm sure the tears will come.

I can't do this anymore," I cried, "Why won't you just leave me alone?" Because you would never leave me.