When you know something’s wrong, but you don’t know exactly what it is, the air around you changes.

I've never seen you hide from anyone before. He must do something crazy to you.

I just don't know where home is. There's this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it's like chasing the moon - just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon. I grieve and try to move on, but then the damn thing comes back the next night, giving me hope of catching it all over again.

When you know something’s wrong, but you don’t know exactly what it is, the air around you changes.

Why were girls in such a hurry to grow up? Agatha would never understand. Childhood was magical. Leaving it behind was a magnificent loss.

We have history, you and I. You just don’t know it yet.

When someone needs help, you help. Right?