We're broken in complementary ways, thus rendering our damage comprehensible to each other.

With my partner beside me, I fear nothing, not even death.

I found it curious that people kept animals for companionship and not food. When I'd asked Mama Oaks when she planned to cook the fat creature that slept in a basket in the kitchen, her eyes almost popped out of her head. Since then, she'd kept her pet away from me, like she suspected I meant to turn it into stew. Clearly, I had a lot to learn.

I want to drag you off and hide you away,” he whispered. “Why?” “I always knew you were beautiful, but now everyone else will too. I won’t be able to keep other boys away from you, and it’ll make me crazy.

Love sounded terrible if it made you so weak, you couldn't survive with out it.

You don’t know what it’s like to be alone until you’ve had someone inside your head.

There’s a hollow where he used to be, and it echoes with self-imposed loss.