“Because if you're gonna make someone choose, then you shouldn't be surprised when they don't choose you.”

“Damen, seriously, you must know I don't love you because you're immortal, I love you because you're you.”

“... you're either gonna let them fulfill their destiny and bloom, or, more likely, you're gonna screw it all up and damn them to the depths.”

“I guess I just don't get the point. It's like, why should you bother getting attached to anything if,A: It's never gonna last, andB: It hurts like hell when it's over?”

“Trust me, you can't play the game if you don't know the rules. And if you don't know the rules, someone's bound to get hurt.”

“Manifesting. Same way you made the elephant, and this beach. It's simple quantum physics. Consciousness brings matter into being where there was once merely energy. Not nearly as difficult as people choose to think.”

“It's not that kind of love. It's the real kind. The unconditional kind. The nonjudgemental kind. Not the physical kind. I love you as a fellow soul who inhabits this earth. I love you as a fellow immortal. I love you because I finally understand what made you the way you are. And if I could change it, I would. But I can't—so I choose to love you instead. And my hope is that my acceptance of you will spur you to do something good too, but if not—" I shrug. "At least I can say I tried.”