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

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.

Then in the interest of full honesty, I really wish you'd kiss me right now.

Sometimes you find your heroes in the unlikeliest places.

I think my head's a minefield strewn with triggers, and maybe if I survive each explosion, what emerges from the wreckage will be me, really, truly me.

What was the good of having such a fine home if you weren't willing to fight for it?

Are you afraid of falling, baby? No, I’m afraid of landing. [He’s laughing, and I’m smiling.] Stupid idiot smile, don’t you know what comes next?