“And I think now that fate is shaped half by expectation, half by inattention. But somehow, when you lose something you love, faith takes over.-Rose”

“I think now that fate is half shaped by expectation, half by inattention. But somehow, when you lose something you love, faith takes over. You have to pay attention to what you lost. You have to undo the expectation.”

“Fate is shaped half by expectation, half by inattention.”

“I don't think that now: half of everything is something, not nothing. Lots of somethings”

“I could hold you prisoner here for the rest of the day and list everything I love about you, but that’s only half of it,” he explained, turning toward me. “The other half is something I can’t put into words. Something I don’t think I’ll ever be able to. It’s something that ties me to you, and you to me. Call it chemistry, call it fate, call it whatever you want. All I know is that I’m yours just as much as you’re mine, Luce. That’s the surest thing I’ve ever known.”

“You dance like you don't give a flying taquito what anyone thinks.""Flying what?""You're just so... into it, Half the school wishes they were you, and the other half wished they loved something as much as you love dance.”