“Transformation always requires radical action.”

“Love, she thought, he'd typed "love" just as she had. A multifacedted word, love, there probably wasn't another word in this or any other language that had so many shades and degrees. She knew that he loved her and she loved him, just as she loved Adam and Adam loved her. But with love, theirs or his, it was always a question of degree, and what one was willing to do to express that degree.”

“They were an odd pair- but odd pairs were what kept life interesting.”

“What is it like.... what is it like to be dead?' Evan looked at him with his dull, unblinking blue eyes, ' I don't know, what is it like...... to be alive?”

“I don't want to die, I thought. Not again.”

“His eyes did not track when they were talking, and when he blinked, which wasn't often, she could count to three before his eyelids touched.”

“Nothing in this world compares to writing and being read.”