Anger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless."Anger" was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.

I’m a complicated man, with complicated taste buds.

Jazz hadn't given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he'd told her enough that she knew it wasn't hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.

And I think of nothing. I think of nothing but Rachel. What happens next is pure magic, and is for us and us alone.

What was the opposite of linkage blindness? What described being certain of something without any kind of evidence?...The term was faith.

Anger and hatred, when left unfed, bleed away like air from a punctured tire, over time and days and years. Forgiveness is stealth.

And it's true. It's so true. All those years of loving Zik because he never asked about Eve... I never realized, I never understood. It was his job as my best friend not to ask. But it was my job as his best friend to tell him without being asked.