You don't know how easy death is. It's - it's like a door. A person simply walks through it, and she's lost to you forever.

I love you," he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.

I do believe that his given name is something odd. Peregrine, Penrose- Piers, that's it." "He sounds like a dock." Lord Sundron put in. "Mrs. Hutchins called me a light frigate this morning," Linnet said "a dock might be just the thing for me.

I have come to the conclusion that silence and time are the most precious commodities.

Let go of the anger, hang on to the good lessons.

I would prefer not to throw myself on a funeral pyre. Please come back to me.

We all think we have time, you know. It's this miracle substance and there seems to be so much of it, and then all of a sudden, it's gone.