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.

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—

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

I pulled Lena's necklace out of my pocket. I let the charms roll around in my palm, but they were tangled and meaningless without her. The necklace was heavier than I imagined, or maybe it was the weight of my conscience.

There are lots of things we choose not to see. Doesn't mean they aren't there, even if we wish they weren't.

Flying or falling, it's up to us.

Writing a book is hard. It turns out, writing a second book is twice as hard.