I'd had nearly four years of experience looking at these clocks, but their sluggishness never ceased to surprise. If I am ever told that I have one day to live, I will head straight to the hallowed halls of Winter Park High School, where a day has been known to last a thousand years.

We were just looking at ideas of each other.

me: you know what sucks about love? o.w.g.: what? me: that it's so tied to the truth. I know it sucks, but in a way, it's good....Love and truth being tied together, I mean. They make each other possible, you know?

She was up and down—from fire and brimstone to smoke and ashes.

Do you know what your problem is? You can't live with the idea that someone might leave.

I'm so proud of you that it makes me proud of me. I hope you know that.

We are greater than the sum of our parts.