“It's a hard life, but it's the only life we have. And sometimes-' he pointed to a bright flash of lightening, its jagged light stretching from the sky to the ground, '-it's still beautiful. Sometimes you find something that makes this all worth it. And when you do, you hang onto it for as long as you can.' He turned to me, shrugging one shoulder. 'That's the best you can do.”
“So we know she's safe and taken care of?" Daniel asked, and she nodded. "Good. Then why don't we do something that you want to do?""Like what?""I don't know. What do you like to do?""Um...." Her stomach rumbled, since crying always made her hungry. "I like eating breakfast.""That's so weird." Daniel grinned. "Because I like making French toast.""That works out, doesn't it?”
“You have so much going on. It comes off like a...""Static?" I suggested."Exactly!" He snapped his fingers and pointed at me. "You need to tune it, get your frequencies in check, like a radio.""I would love to.Just tell me how.""It's not a matter of turning a dial. You have no on or off switch." He walked around in a large lazy circle. "It's something you have to practice. It's more like being potty-trained. You have to learn when to hold it and when to release.""That's a pretty sexy analogy," I said.”
“I wanted to show you that it's not all cold and intimidating," Finn explained. "I wanted you to see something warm and beautiful.”
“What I told you before is still true. I want to know that when you're with me, it's because you want to be, not because you have to be.”
“How did I look at you? I asked thickly. Like you had to, like I was a magnet you were pulled to. There was no choice, he said. And when you look at Jack, it's because when he's around, why would you want to look at anything else? You love him the way you could never love me.”