“Give me that warm feeling,That makes me believe again.Give me that soft answer,The kind you gave me way back when.Give me some true kindness,That brightens the sky again.Give me the best that's in you,And encouragement now and then.Dust off those long-lost manners!Bury ambition and guile!Unfurl those lovely bannersOf virtue and laughter and style!Give me that warm feeling,Take off that impersonal glove.Remember, remember we're dealingWith that fair and rare thing called love!”

“She told me she loved me. She told me a lot of things. Some of those things were true, and some of those may or may not have been true. It’s kind of hard to tell, because to be honest, I wasn’t listening.
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“You sure about this?" I asked Thalia. She turned to me. "Amaltheia leads me to good things. The last time she appeared, she led me to you."The compliment warmed me like a cup of hot chocolate. I'm a sucker that way. Thalia can flash those blue eyes, give me one kind word, and she can get me to do pretty much whatever.”

“Fulfill me, make me happy, make me feel safe, tell me who I am. The world cannot give you those things, and when you no longer have such expectations, all self created suffering comes to an end.”

“And, i love that you're possessive. It makes me feel all warm and gushy inside.”

“It's funny to think that Anson and I were here, in this same place, together all that time ago, and now here we are again. It makes me feel good, makes me feel that perhaps everything doesn't just disappear, that some things are circling back, taking the long way, but circling back towards me.”