It happened again this afternoon. Just the way it did that other night. We were talking--talking about how to protect her, actually--and then, suddenly, I looked at her and it was as if I'd found an entire universe in her eyes.

I don't love you. But I see the value of you, the incredible worth of you, more than anyone I've ever known.

Oh my God, can you see me? I thought I was wearing my invisibility cloak.

What would it be like to care so little about what other people thought of you?

Come with me," Reyn said. "I want to show you something." Frankly, I had expected something more original. "Really?" I asked, "That's it? That's what you came up with?

My face is not that expressive!

Being good is something that one must choose over and over again, every day, throughout the day, for the rest of one’s life.