“It is almost another kind of love, being loved. It is the same heat but from another room; it is the same sound but from a high window...”

“We'd been so ... clueless that being in heat is not, by a long shot, the same as being in love, or that being in love is not, by a long shot, the same as loving.”

“I think one remains the same person throughout, merely passing, as it were, i these lapses of time from one room to another, but all in the same house.”

“(Love) isn't about being at the same school or the same town or even the same room, Lexi. It's about being together. Love is a choice you make.”

“love one another, but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.”

“It isn’t about being at the same school or the same town or even the same room. It’s about being together. Love is a choice you make.”