“Are you calling me a weirdo? Highest honor I can bestow.”

“Vic nudged my elbow with his. "You and me are still friends, right? You guys get a joint custody in the divorce. Generous visitations rights.""Divorce?" Despite myself, I laughed. Only Vic could call the aftermath of a bad first date a divorce. We hadn't exactly been friends beforehand, so "still" was an exaggeration, but it would've been mean to point that out. Besides, I liked Vic. "We're still friends.""Excellent. The weirdos have to stick together around here.""Are you calling me a weirdo?""Highest honor I can bestow.”

“Lucas," I repeated. "I know you can hear me. The guy I love is still in there. Come back to me." Once again longed for the release of tears."Death couldn't keep me from you. And it can't keep you from me, not if you don't let it.”

“I could almost feel him near me, the way you can feel a fire's presence in a cold room.”

“Hear me out. Would you eat a hamburger if there was any chance it could punch you in the face?- How is a hamburger supposed to punch me in the face?Just say that it can. Would you bother? Or would you eat something else?”

“Nobody else will ever be able to save me if I’m not fighting as hard as I can to save myself.”

“ I need you to protect me from being lonely. Don't fight for me. Be with me.That's what I need."-Bianca to Lucas”