Your father," Luke said, "what did he say to you when you saw him? What did he promise you?" "Oh, you know. The usual. A lifetime's supply of Knicks tickets.

I hate it when you answer a question with a question." "No you dont, you think its charming.

That does it," said Jace. "I'm going to get you a dictionary for Christmas this year." "Why?" Isabelle said. "So you can look up 'fun.' I'm not sure you know what it means.

He put his arms about himself as if he were cold. "I do not know who to be without him.

Will looked as if he were being asked to believe in something impossible—snow in summertime, a London winter without rain.

Hail and Farewell, my brother.

There's nothing you could have done that would cause me to cease loving either of you. Will is myself, my own soul, and if I am not to have the keeping of your heart, then there is not other I would rather have that honor.