This is why I forgive, but I don't forget. When you forget someone, the forgiveness doesn't mean anything anymore.

Homecoming's stupid." And it is. Buch of kids looking for excuses to grope eachother all night.

What if a puppet could cut its own strings, and in that act of defiance and strength of will become truly alive? Become is own puppetmaster?

Not according to this," Jazz said, taking the report. "No evidence of sexual activity or anything like it." "Well, there's that," Howie said, sounding relieved. Jazz wondered at that - was it really so much better to be unmolested, but still murdered in a horrible fashion? To die in pain and terror, stripped, left in a field, your fingers cut off? But as long as you weren't raped, well, that was alright, then? Did it really matter at that point?

[She] was made up of skin and bones and hate and crazy, and hate and crazy don't weigh anything.

You can't rely on love. Love will let you down every time. Every. Single. Time. I don't love Jecca. I don't love Fanboy. But... God, the buts in life will kill you absolutely every time, won't they. I don't love. But I need. I can admit that to myself.

You won't even know you've crossed the line until it's way back in your rearview mirror.