“Sometimes he felt sure that the key to happiness was a poor memory.”

“Sometimes he felt like the only one on earth. He was different. He always was. His attempts at living in the regular world seemed stupid and false.”

“I felt like a pianist who'd been forced to play on a few white keys in the middle, finally allowed to run his hands all up and down the keyboard.”

“Sometimes you couldn’t face the sadness of being forgotten until you felt the comfort of being remembered again.”

“Relief is a short-lived emotion, passive and thin. The agony of doubt disappears, leaving little memory of how it really felt. Life aligns behind the new truth.”

“She glared at him, feeling the old frustration. Sometimes in his presence she felt the deepest connection to him, and other times she felt completely alone-as though any bond to him was her own bitter imagination.”

“He had to fight. That's all he had. Not memories, not experiences, not skills. He had a will. And his will was to fight until he couldn't fight anymore.”