I'm an equation that only she solves, these X's and Y's by other names called. My way of dividing is desperately flawed as I multiply the days without her" - Page 165

I wasn't sure if I admired him for feeling everything so hard and fiercely, or if I was contemptuous of him for having so much emotion that he had to spill it out every window of the house.

Ronan Lynch lived with every sort of secret.

As the hours crept by, the afternoon sunlight bleached all the books on the shelves to pale, gilded versions of themselves and warmed the paper and ink inside the covers so that the smell of unread words hung in the air.

This object that we hold in our hands, a book... that tactile pleasure, it's just not going to go away.

I guess I make things that need energy stronger. I'm like a walking battery.

I loved you so much right then Sam Roth.