“You don't love people at their best, sweetheart. You just love them because you can't help it.”

“We’ll fix it in the morning, sweetheart. You can’t save the world after 1:00 a.m. Not even you.”

“God. No wonder it was so easy. He’s been bleeding since he was a baby. He just never told anyone. How do you even know it hurts after all that time?” Because you loved me, and I knew what it meant to feel.”

“Besides that, Sebastian liked books —all kinds. He loved fiction, non-fiction, big picture art books, the smell, the feel, and the potential to sit down with a book, become lost within it and only surface hours later when you needed to pee. Books were the bestest of best friends —and they never bitched if you forgot their birthdays or decided not to call them for a month.”

“You love him, man,” was what Jensen did say. “You love him so much, you’re making plans to go to hell for him.”

“People hurt each other all the time just by being. What matters is that when you hurt someone, you do what you can to make it right.”

“hope could betray you—but if you had no hope, life could actuallysurprise you in the best of ways.”