It was love because it was worth it.

You can hear rumors. But you can't know them.

The main thing I wanted to say, and thankfully it’s what most people say they get out of the book, is simply an acknowledgement that we do affect each other in ways we can’t predict.

When you try rescuing someone and discover they can't be reached, why would you ever throw that back in their face?

I sat. And I thought. And the more I thought, connecting the events in my life, the more my heart collapsed.

I take a slow sip of lukewarm coffee, reopen the book, and read the words scribbled in red ink near the top: Everyone needs an olly-olly-oxen-free.

What the hell happened to Pluto?!