Oh. My. God. They were fighting. In the library. Over her.

Do you ever feel like 'nothing' has happened to you? Like you know you have a destiny, but all you've seen of life so far is unexceptional? I want my life to be different. I want to feel that it's begun. I'm waiting for 'that' kiss.

Fight for the only thing she knew was good enough, noble enough, powerful enough to be worth risking everything... Love.

Suicide was a mortal luxury not afforded to angels.

They could steam up windows with their kisses, but as soon as they started using their mouths for other things—like talking—everything got so complicated.

In the rolling sea of new state, new school, new dangers everywere, Daniel was the only rock she had to hold on to.And he was adout to leave her?

People are here because they've got baggage. I'm talking curbside-check-in, pay-the-fine-'cause-it's-over-fifty-pounds kind of baggage. Get it?