Once upon a time there were two parents, two children, and a brick house with lilies in the yard. The parents died, the lilies wilted. One child disappeared. Then the other." Pg 225

Even things that aren't broken can be fixed.

Don't forget how you got here. Don't Forget.

I've done it all before, I tell myself, and I can do it again. Trust is the strongest weapon.

I can almost see what Gabriel meant when he asked, 'What has the free world got that you can’t get here?' Almost. Freedom, Gabriel. That’s what you can’t get here.

Fate,' I said, 'Is a theif.

I wanted so badly to tell him, but something about that entire night seemed so beautiful, so bizarre, that I didn't trust it with my secrets.