I will wait for you as long as it takes. I will love you every moment across time.

People who are chronically tardy never understand the many ways in which they screw up the schedules of people who are punctual and 'normal'.

I know nothing. I know no one. I’m lonely. Every time I see you, you’ve put up some new wall, and you never let me in.

I cannot be other than what I am, and I am the choices of all my days.

...and Jack, who felt like he was on the cusp of being able to read minds and thought it would be all right if Luce wrote him down for that. ("I sense that you're okay with that, am I right?" He made a gun out of his fingers and clicked his tongue.)

I will wait for you as long as it takes. I will love you every moment across time.

Her heart was pounding impossibly fast. Then she realized She was feeling both of their hearts, racing each other. A kind of desperate conversation, one they couldn't have with words.