This is a love story. I never knew there were so many kinds of love or that love could make people do so many different things. I never knew there were so many different ways to say goodbye.

He didn't like to see either of the women in his family disappointed; it ruined perfectly good meals.

Could others hold him?" His face remains the same. "There are no others. You're the only one." I swallow. "I can hold him.

While I'm gone," Gansey said, pausing, "dream me the world. Something new for every night.

The world needs more love at first sight.

Did you know you get one happy day for every one you catch?... One happy day for every falling leaf you catch" -sam

My hand aching because grace wasn't underneath it 3!