I was born in 1991, and Harry Potter came out in 97, so, you know, I was really obsessed. I used to read them in one night.

I don't know. I just want you with me. I had never said those words aloud. Now that I could taste my freedom I wanted him to share it with me. But he couldn't change his life for me. And I couldn't sacrifice my life to be with him

I would never see him again. But as I watched the tunnel race before my eyes, I was certain of one thing: I did trust him. Now I had only to trust in myself.

Not all of us know what we are. Some of us die without ever knowing. Some of us know, and never get caught. But we're out there. Trust me.

Words are everything. Words give wings even to those who have been stamped upon, broken beyond all hope of repair.

I looked at him and he looked at me. A moment. A choice. My choice. His choice.

There was no normal. There never had been. "Normal" and "natural" were the biggest lies we'd ever created.