Are you sure you can't dematerialize? Not even a little?" "I'm sure.

Promise me we'll stay together, okay? His eyes are once again the clear blue of a perfectly transparent pool. They are eyes to swim in, to float in, forever. "You and me". "I promise". I say. behind us the door creaks open, and I turn around, expecting Raven, just as a voice cuts through the air: "Don't believe her.

Love. I love you. I’ll always love you, my love. You are the love of my life.

It's like there's a filter set up in my brain, except instead of making things better, it twists everything around so what comes out of my mouth is totally wrong, totally different from what I was thinking.

I've been so used to thinking of what the borders are keeping out that I haven't considered that they're also penning us in.

This was what true fear was--that you could never know other people, not completely. That you were always just guessing blind.

How is it possible, I think, to change so much and not be able to change anything at all?