“I have to know""What? What do you have to know?""What you taste like." Another step.What happens when you know?" she rasped."I stop wondering. Stop dreaming of you every night, thinking of you every minute of every day." Another step closer. "I think you wonder, too. I think you dream of me and wonder. You hate yourself for it. You hate me for it, but you cannot stop.”

“I never had a connection like that to anyone, where every day you think about what you’ll tell them and you wonder what they’re doing, and you know they’re wondering what you’re doing.”

“I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.”

“I squeeze his hand. “You know what I think about dreams?”Ty smiles slightly. “What?”“That if you spend too much time dreaming, you’ll stop actually doing. And when you actually do stuff, there’s a good chance things will work out.We make things happen by attacking, not by sitting around dreaming.”

“Fool! You may hate me...But I...I haven't stopped thinking of you for a single day.”

“Marco:I have tried to let you go and I cannot.I cannot stop thinking of you.I cannot stop dreaming about you.Do you not feel the same for me?Celia:I do.I have you here, all around me.I sit in the Ice Garden to get a hint of this, this way that you make me feel.I felt it even before I knew who you were, and every time I think it could not possibly get any stronger, IT DOES.”