Give me time" "For you, always.

It's best to let her go," he says. No, no, that's wrong. It's never right to give up on someone.

Maybe what frightens us about the edge isn't our fear of morality, but the thoughts it leads us to have.

He kissed back, all the pages spread out around us like riddles waiting to be solved. Let them wait. Let my genes unravel, my hinges come loose. If my fate rests in the hands of a madman, let death come and bring its worse. I'll take the ruined craters of laboratories, the dead trees, this city with ashes in the oxygen, if it means freedom. I'd sooner die here than live a hundred years with wires in my veins.

Tell freedom I said hello.' 'If I happen to see it, I will.

and I've always known it, the way I love a song I hear for the first time, even before I know all the words, the way I love my favorite color, and the way that the train would speed past my bedroom when it was very quiet and I'd feel it in my stomach rushing through me. I love you in a way that I've never felt needed to be said.

But I know all the things you're too sweet to know.