“Love meant a lot, it meant everything, and it meant nothing.”

“It wasn’t. Ray was too alive, too vital, too much of everything. Everything about him was real, solid. He couldn’t be these things the doctor described. Not breathing on his own. No brain activity. Not Ray. “I don’t have home without him”, Carrie said when doctor asked her to go home. “I won’t give up on him. Do you hear me, Doctor? Don’t you give up on him!”

“I LOVE YOU,CARRIE”

“That's why you love me." "I do not love you. I don't even like you." "You will," he said, his voice low and luscious.”

“I’d say you’re worth falling in love with twice.”

“I want you to love me.""I don't even know you.""Then I'll settle for a date. Bowling?”

“I never stopped loving you,” he whispered. “Not even for a second. Even when I hated you.”