“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 alone knew what I had suffered. I alone knew what it felt like to be alive but dead.”
“I don't know what to say. This summer hasn't turned out at all the way I'd planned. I'm not supposed to be standing in the middle of a barn with a blue-eyed cowboy who's looking at me like he's about to kiss me. I shouldn't be wanting him to kiss me.”
“His eyes stayed trained on me, unblinking. "Fine." Convince me you don't want me like I want you.”
“I always remembered what she looked like, the dried apple face, the silvery gray hair, the snapping blue eyes.”
“I know you’ve done that. I watched you fight with that man and stab him, but what does it feel like? Not just stabbing, but killing someone.” “Feels good. Feels like you’re still alive and your enemy is dead.” - Cage Match”