Are you some kind of mutant human? Like a fire user? And I use mutant as a compliment, you know. I wouldn’t think less of you.

Giving advice was a lot harder than following it.

This was the last thing I expected. You destroy my life and then feed me some inspiratonal philosophy.

What were good and evil, really, but stupid categories? Stupid categories that restricted people and punished or rewarded them based on how they responded to their own natures, natures they really didn't have any way to control.

I saw him because I see everything. Easy when no one notices you.

He sighed and then focused his eyes right on me. It was like drowning, drowning in seas of green. There was nothing in the world except for those eyes. "I want to kiss you, Rose," he said softly. "And I want you to want me too.

You will not! It's wrong." "What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff?