You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.

A ghostly smile flickered across his face. "If you weren't so psychotic, you'd be fun to hang around." "Funny, I feel that way about you too." He didn't say anything else, but the smile grew, and he walked away.

You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories.

I, had an excellent instructor. One that you currently have locked up. If you want to talk about skills going to waste, then go look in your own jail.

He almosted smiled. "There you go again. Why? Why do yo keep helping me?" There were a million answers on my lips, everything from It's the right thing to do to I don't know. Instead, I said, "Because I want to.

Rose, nothing in this world could make me hate you." "Not even trying to bring my ex-boyfriend back from the dead?

The book's always better than the movie.