She stared at me with concern a few moments longer and then relaxed a little. "Okay. But if you need anything—" "I know, I know. Call on the Love Phone.

Those who have to ask if faith is true are opening up a discussion they may not be ready for.

It doesn't matter. Take Eddie's blood. Take Belikov's blood. Take your own for all I care. But If she doesn't want to give hers, then that's all there is to it. She said no. This conversation is done.

Conversation was irrelevant. Only pie mattered.

Me? I didn’t believe in hopeless.

How we love others is affected by how we love ourselves, and for the first time in a long time, I was whole.

You're beautiful in battle. ... Like an avenging angel come to deliver the justice of heaven." "Funny. That is kind of why I'm here." "Angels fall, Rose.