You’re my change of skin / my summer-winter-fall / I spring to follow you / this loss is beautiful.

She recognized the strange happiness that came from loving something without knowing why you did, that strange happiness that was sometimes so big that it felt like sadness. It was the way she felt when she looked at the stars.

He left Chainsaw behind, much to her irritation. Ronan didn't want her to learn any bad language.

I don't think I could ever give up music. It's what makes me tick. If there was no music, there would be no writing.

He sounded absolutely miserable. “Are you ever going to speak to me?

I slithered out of the sinkhole on my stomach. It was not the sexiest move I'd ever performed, but I was impressed nonetheless.

"Grace," I said, my vision swirling now because of her blood smeared across my wrists, "Can you hear me?" She nodded then stumbled to her knees. I knelt beside her; her eyes were huge and afraid and my heart was breaking. "I'll come find you, I said. "I promise I'll come find you. Don't forget me. Don't-don't lose yourself."