“I know you don't have access to that memory yet, but I don't think it's something I can just tell you. It means too much to me, I guess.”

“Why don't you study for me, too, so I don't have to?”

“So what can I really do? If you can jump through a two-story window, then what can I do?" "You can do that too. You don't need wings to do it,either.”

“I don't want to die and come back and not remember your face, Will. I don't want to spend another lifetime not knowing who you are!”

“It's easier to love you than to pretend I don't.”

“As much as I hungered to learn more about my past, I was afraid of learning other things too--mostly about death and despair, and dark corners of the globe. I prayed that those memories wouldn't come back to me, because I felt in my bones that some things were too frightening to remember.”

“I hate... I hate when you die. It destroys me. I know i have no right to be so upset, because I'm not the one losing my life, but it breaks me apart inside. I'm not very good with words, and i dont know how to explain to you how i feel. I get lonely when you aren't with me. I miss you. And every time you die, a little piece of me dies with you.”