You need help, and that's what books are for.

I had never been this mad at her before. It was one thing to be attacked by someone you hated, but this was something else. This was the kind of hurt that could only be inflicted by someone you loved, who you thought loved you. It was sort of like being stabbed from the inside out.

No, I'm too busy trying to deflect your Power of Stupidity. But I don't think I'm strong enough.

Sometimes things aren't what they seem and even a Seer can't see what's commin'.

At least no one's trying to kill anyone. Give them about fifteen minutes

What we had went so much deeper than a kiss. When we were together, she turned me completely inside out. It didn't matter if we were dead or alive. We could never be kept apart. There were some things more powerful than worlds or universes. She was my world, as much as I was hers. What we had, we knew. The poems are all wrong. It's a bang, a really big bang. Not a whimper. And sometimes gold can stay. Anybody who's ever been in love can tell you that.

Was it worth it? Feeling better for a minute or two, knowing that the cold would still be out there waiting?