Lying on the ceiling. Refusing to go to school. Not opening up to me. Climbing water towers. "No, she's all right."

My life had taken a stranger turn than I could've ever imagined. What was I doing on this path? Where was I headed really? Who was I to take on a battle between powers I didn't understand— armed with a runaway cat, a uniquely bad drummer, a pair of garden shears, and an Ovaltine-drinking teen Galileo? To save a girl who didn't want to be saved?

There’s something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are. The stars look like they’re so close, you could reach out and touch them. But you can’t. Sometimes things look a lot closer than they are.

Darkness, true darkness, is something more than lack of light.

I never loved you any more than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than I do, right this second.

There was a choice to be made, and Lena hadn't made it. The songs never lied. At least, they hadn't yet.

There is a point. I don't know what it is, but everything I've had, and everything I've lost, and everything I felt—it meant something.