Books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them.

Nobody loves only once.

Fire and water," he said, "don't really mix. You could say they're incompatible. But when they do love each other, they love passionately.

Nothing is more terrifying than fearlessness.

I wish you luck,' she said, kissing him on the cheek. He still had the most beautiful eyes of any boy she'd ever seen. But now her heart beat so much faster for someone else.

Desperate? So what? I'm desperate, too!" Fenoglio snapped at her. "My story is foundering in misfortune, and these hands here," he said holding them out to her, "don't want to write anymore! I'm afraid of words Meggie! 'Once they were like honey, now they're poison, pure poison! But what is a writer who doesn't love words anymore? What have I come to? This story is devouring me, crushing me, and I'm it's creator!

My dear Elinor, you were obviously born into the wrong story,” said Dustfinger at last.