If you tell me, I will leave you alone," I said. "And if you don't tell me, I am going to grab the nearest ghostwritten James Patterson romance novel and I am going to follow you through this store reading it out loud until you relent. Would you prefer me to read from Daphne's Three Tender Months with Harold or Cindy and John's House of Everlasting Love? I guarantee, your sanity and your indie street cred won't last a chapter. And they are very, very short chapters." Now I could see the fright beneath the defiance.

i wish i were someone else, even though i know i'll never, ever be able to get away from what i've done and what's been done to me.

... I love books about freaks," because I am one. You might be, too. Let's be freaks together?

After working for so long on being sure of each other, sure of this thing, suddenly we were unsure again.

Her mind is an unquiet one, words and thoughts and impulses constantly crashing into each other.

He is much stronger than I think I am. He is mischievous, outgoing, ready to soar through the clouds, while I often feel like the cloud itself.

They defy gravity, as good books should.