There were only two kinds of people in our town. ―The stupid and the stuck- ―The ones who are bound to stay or too dumb to go. Everyone else finds a way out.

Age-appropriate makeup? Who are you people? What makeup is age-appropriate for a seven-year-old?

The good and the bad, the sugar and the salt, the kicks and the kisses—what’s come before and what will come after, you and me—

Who can judge the judge?

They really hate you, yes they do. They hate everyone, how 'bout you?

I guess that’s the thing about a hero’s journey. You might not start out a hero, and you might not even come back that way. But you change, which is the same as everything changing. The journey changes you, whether or not you know it, and whether or not you want it to.

I love her beyond the universe and back. I love her from this world to the next.