Poor kid,' Jenna says, and rolls her eyes toward me for a moment. Then she returns to her book. 'She doesn't even understand what kind of place this is.

Sometimes we don't know how afraid we are until we've reached a strange door and we don't know what will be on the other side.

My head is my favorite swimming pool.

Someday I'll tell you all of it," I say. "I'd like that," he says. "No," I say. "I promise you won't.

Don't you miss it?" I say. "Being free." He laughs.

I think, in this strange world of beautiful things, there may be some humanity after all.

I've loved you since the day I stole the atlas for you," Gabriel says, because he thinks I'm asleep.