She never acted as if she liked him all that much, but then she never acted as if she liked anyone all that much.

As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

Much of my life had been devoted to trying not to cry in front of people who loved me, so I knew what Augustus was doing. You clench your teeth. You look up. You tell yourself that if they see you cry, it will hurt them, and you will be nothing but a Sadness in their lives, and you must not become a mere sadness, so you will not cry, and you say all of this to yourself while looking up at the ceiling, and then you swallow even though your throat does not want to close and you look at the person who loves you and smile.

But it was only hot outside, and generally I only walked outside between one air-conditioned place to another.

I don't think you can ever fill the empty space with the thing you lost.

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

How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!" In reality, "How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!" were probably not Simon Bolivar's last words (although he did, historically, say them). His last words may have been "Jose! Bring the luggage. They do not want us here." The significant source for "How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!" is also Alaska's source, Gabriel Garcia Marquez's The General in his Labyrinth.