“Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?”

“Did you ever stop to think that God is going to be as pleased to have you with Him in Heaven as you are to be there?”

“I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can’t think again. Not ever again.”

“Did you ever walk in a room and forget why you walked in? I think that's how dogs spend their lives.”

“My heart stopped beating, I know it did. Hearts do that sometimes, for just a beat or two. Then they start up again. But they never regain those missed beats, and nothing is ever the same afterwards. Life proceeds to a different cadence, and never again as harmonious as before”

“Here’s what you did wrong, Adam,” he barked. “I told your parents to make it clear to you that you were not to see Lori again. You did it anyway. at’s what you didwrong.”“But—,” I started.“Shhh,” Lori said beside me.“That’s—,” I started again.“Shut up,” Lori muttered.“—ridiculous,” I finished.“Adam, stop talking,” Lori said.“Adam, stop talking,” Frances repeated.”