“I shook so that it was some time before I realized that he was shaking too, and for the same reason. I don't know how long we sat there on the dusty floor, crying in each others arms with the longing of twenty years spilling down our faces.”

“I don't know how long I kept at it...I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still.It didn't seem to be summer any more”

“You're the strangest person I ever met, she said & I said you too & we decided we'd know each other a long time.”

“How we got together, the lies, the betrayals.. we doomed ourselves before we even started." He shook his head. "We love each other so much... and we don't trust each other at all.”

“For as long as we can remember,” [Griff] said, “I mean literally our whole conscious lives, time has been neatly divided into semesters and years. Each year completely distinguishable and unique. First grade, third grade. We didn’t measure by age, we measured by grade. Like I know I broke my arm in sixth grade but I’d have to do the math to figure out what year that was, or how old I was.”

“That is when I realize that I have the same gift he does: We can give each other back our youth.”