I shattered that memory by going back there. Without realizing it until it was too late, I replaced that memory with the emptiness of that day.

And when someone grows up knowing so little of what real love feels like, whether from family, or friends, or the love of a companion, that person starts to believe that they weren’t meant to be loved, that good things will never happen to them. They start to believe that whenever something good does happen, it’s inevitable that something bad will come along to replace it.

Because this is our life. We met on the road; we grew to know and to love each other on the road. It's where we were meant to be for however long, and it's what we're going to do until it becomes clear that we're meant to do something else.

One more thing: don’t feel bad for not telling me that you loved me. You didn’t need to say it. I knew all along that you did.

Oh, this is going to be fun; he actually thinks he's teaching me something.

There is a stark difference between fear and uncertainty, Sarai. You fear nothing but are uncertain of everything.

I tried to will them with my super mental powers so he’d put them around my waist, but apparently I had no super mental powers.