Things don't always look as they seem.

There are millions of people in the world, and the spirits will see that most of them you never have to meet. But there are one or two you are tied to, and the spirits will cross you back and forth, threading so many knots until they catch and you finally get it right.

...when they look at me, I so badly want to be who they see.

Why do some memories bleed out of nowhere and others stay locked behind doors?

You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.

Can you imagine what it would be like to know that your life was just going to be a series of days that were all the same, that were do-overs?

When you don't fit in, you become superhuman. You can feel everyone else's eyes on you, stuck like Velcro. You can hear a whisper about you from a mile away. You can disappear, even when it looks like you're still standing right there. You can scream, and nobody hears a sound. You become the mutant who fell into the vat of acid, the Joker who can't remove his mask, the bionic man who's missing all his limbs and none of his heart. You are the thing that used to be normal, but that was so long ago, you can't even remember what it was like.