He is my soul mate, my fresh air, the reason I look forward to getting up every morning.

If I keep breathing, then I have to keep living, and if I keep living, then I have to keep hurting, and I can't - not like this.

If I move, if I speak, if I so much as blink, I'm going to lose this battle.

Out of the millions and millions of people that inhabit this planet, he is one of the tiny few I can never have.

Anyway, what does mad mean exactly?" Rami added quickly "Aren't we all a little mad? Don't we have to be somehat mad just to go on living, to go on hoping?

Willa’s big blue eyes, Willa’s dimpled-cheeked smile. Tiffin’s shaggy blond mane, Tiffin’s cheeky grin. Kit’s yells of excitement, Kit’s glow of pride. Maya’s face, Maya’s kisses, Maya’s love. Maya, Maya, Maya . . .

This is the definition of happiness: a whole day stretching out ahead of me, beautiful in its emptiness and simplicity.