It’s a fun playtime. Please, don’t kill it with big words.

This isn't about love as in caring. This is about property as in ownership.

At That Moment, it seemed the whole world cared what happened to him. All those people were hugging him and petting his hair. Everybody asked if he was okay. It seemed that moment would last forever. That you had to risk your life to get love. You had to get right to the edge of death to ever be saved.

Because everything up to now is a story and everything after now is a story.

Telling some stories, Miss Leroy says, is committing suicide.

I hate how I don't feel real enough unless people are watching.

How can you possibly believe he really loves you?” Miss Sneezy looks from the Mother to the Saint to Mr. Whittier’s hand.“You have no choice,” Mr. Whittier tells her. “If you need to be loved.