I didn't show up here to give your life purpose now that your life's over. That's up to you to figure out.

He spreads his fingers over my heart, like he’s holding it, like it belongs to him, the hard-fought-for territory he’s won fair and square.

And then Evan Walker kisses me.

I thought I knew what loneliness was before he found me, but I had no clue. You don't know what real loneliness is until you've known the opposite.

That's what you do when the curtain is falling--you give the line that the audience wants to hear.

I don't move. I wait behind my log, terrified. Over the past ten minutes, it's become such a dear friend, I consider naming it: Howard, my pet log.

To hold on, you have to find something you’re willing to die for.