I left him in his wheelchair, staring sadly into the fireplace. I wondered how many times he’d sat here, waiting for heroes that never came back.

I could hear hopefulness in her voice, but also doubt. She was waiting for me to admit the obvious: I’d forgotten. I was toast. I was boyfriend roadkill.

Sometimes wisdom came from strange places, even from giant teenaged goldfish.

All da ladies love Leo!!

That's great. Except for the fact that it's completely unimportant.

No one can hate you with more intensity than someone who used to love you.

I don't recommend shadow travel if you're scared of: a) The dark b) Cold shivers up your spine c) Strange noises d) Going so fast you feel like your face is peeling off In other words, I thought it was awesome.