“If I go crazy will you still call me superman? If i'm alive and well will you be there holding my hand?”

“Just give me a bit, let me pretend you're still alive," Andrei said hoarsely. "Let me pretend that I don't have to give you up.""Andrei," Warm, calloused hands cupped Anrei's face. "Look at me. I'm real. I'm still with you. A part of me will always be with you. Even after I go through that doorway.”

“If I am dead, well, then there's somethin' 'bout you, Eleanor, that's makin' me feel like I'm still alive.”

“Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but I'm a potato, I go well with gravy!”

“Call me crazy for asking this, but, um, are Lissa and I going with you?""No""No?""No.”

“You told me I was making you crazy last night," he reminds me, drawing me out of my thoughts, back to a present I'm uncertain of."You are, Chris.""Well, you are making me crazy, too.""Is this supposed to be making me feel better?”