You still owe me a yellow Porsche.

For some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I usually cried when I was angry, a humiliating tendency.

And, by the way, I adore you.... in frightening, dangerous ways.

How easy it must be when you had no secrets from the person you lived with." - Eclipse, page 208

I glared at him. "I may not die now... but I'm going to die sometime. Every minute of the day, I get closer. And I'm going to get old.

She looked around herself, disoriented, like she’d forgotten we were at lunch. Like she’d forgotten we were even at school-surprised that we were not alone in some private place. I understood that feeling exactly. It was hard to remember the rest of the world when I was with her.

Ian squeezed my hand and leaned in to whisper through all the hair. His voice was so low that I was the only one who could hear. 'I held you in my hand, Wanderer. And you were so beautiful.