Accept love instinctively, without responsibility or conditions.

Staying alive was what we did to pass the time.

I guess there was a war going on somewhere in the world that night but it wasn't one that could touch us.

She frowned at him. 'You are in love with solitude.' 'Is there a better cure for the world than solitude?

When you read a book, the neurons in your brain fire overtime, deciding what the characters are wearing, how they're standing, and what it feels like the first time they kiss. No one shows you. The words make suggestions. Your brain paints the pictures.

I felt a momentary urge to leap into the sea and swim free of the present.

I frightened myself. I became the ghost Piper was so scared of.