“You don't notice the dead leaving when they really hoose to leave you. You're not meant to. At most you feel them as a whisper or the wave of a whisper undulating down.”

“And the bummer thing is, ghosts never leave. They might leave you alone sometimes, but they're always there deep down, whispering lies in your ear. They echo the lies others told you: That you're not smart enough; that you're not pretty; that you'll never amount to anything.”

“Leave the lights on: you can sleep when you're dead...you can't read when you're dead.”

“I know I suck," I whispered, looking her in the eye, feeling desperate. "I know I don't deserve you. Just don't leave me. Please? I'll be better, okay? Just don't leave me.”

“... I don't want to fit in. That's when no one notices you. You leave a longer impression when you're brave enough to stand out.”

“...the world feels so big when you're out in the wide open. It's like you don't have a place in it when you don't have a home.""Your place is right here," I whispered, laying down and hugging her close.”