Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you're doing.

I’ve done what Lorien has intended me to do, and that’s to undo damage that’s been inflicted on those who don’t deserve it.

My breathing is controlled, but all the fear and anger within me. Fear is too simple a word. Terror. That's what I feel.

Never underestimate human stupidity.

Where are you originally from?” “The planet Lorien, three hundred million miles away.” “Must have been a long trip, John Smith.” “Took almost a year. Next time I’m bringing a book.

I'll come back to you," I say, "If it's the last thing I do, I'll come back to you.

There were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.