“But hey, what's life without a little adversity?"That had to have been the fakest attempt at optimism since my fourth grade teacher tried reasoning that we were better off without the dead kids in our class because it'd mean more turns on the playground swings for the rest of us.”

“Try to imagine where we'd be without you, darlin', and then maybe you'll see just how lucky we got.”

“They were never scared of the kids who might die, or the empty spaces they would leave behind. They were afraid of us-the ones who lived.”

“We'll just have to try to make better mistakes tomorrow.”

“If you're going to knock down my suggestion, you'd better have one to replace it.”

“Because, my weird has been able to cancel out your weird, Lady Cross-Stitch.”

“Why are you so weird?""Because my weird has to be able to cancel out your weird, Lady Cross-stitch.""At least what I do is considered an art form.""Yes, in ye olde medieal Europse you would've been quite the catch-”