“Sometimes it seems like all the things I need to know, I don’t. And all the things I do know are completely wrong.”

“What are you doing with all these books?" I asked, stepping towards a tall stack on the floor. I ran my fingers down the spines, recognizing a few familiar titles from School: Heart of Darkness, The Great Gatsby, and To the Lighthouse.Caleb came beside me, his warm shoulder brushing against mine. "I do this funny thing sometimes," she said, shooting me a mischievous grin. "I open a book, and I look at each page. It's called reading”

“I loved my mother too,' I said. 'I still do. That's the thing - it never goes away, even if the person does.”

“What if I still want to go?""Then you'll go," he said. "But I wanted you to know the danger.”

“I didn’t know which was worse: to be killed by some brute animal or be taken off with a wild Neanderthal on horseback.”

“I let the wound fester and grow, feeding on the silence between us. I learned then a crucial truth: that a relationship between two people can be judged by the list of things unspoken between them.”

“did he know that he worked his way into my dreams, where i missed him even in sleep”