Just cuz yer going there and I'm staying here," I say. "It don't mean we're parting." "No," she says and I know she understands. "No, it certainly doesn't." "I ain't parting from you again," I say, still looking at our fingers. "Not even in my head.
Patrick NessNobody has to tell nobody nothing,” I say, taking another step forward. “You never were a poet, were you, Todd?” he says.
Patrick NessWe don't say nothing more. What else is there to say? Everything and nothing. You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.
Patrick Ness