“I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.”

“Every time I look into his eyes I just want to take the ice cream or whatever I've got in my hand and rub it into his face. That's how much I like him.”

“No one else should see him like that, ever. Not my Rue. And he was mine, as much as I was his. I knew that now, just from the way he looked at me after I kissed him. Everything I felt for him, every ounce of yearning and desire and need, had shone out of his eyes as he stared up at me. And I knew right then, I knew… he belonged to me.”

“If I looked in the mirror someday and saw no dark circles under my eyes, I would probably look better. I just wouldn't look like me. ”

“I signed my likeness away. Every time I look in the mirror, I have to send Lucas a couple of bucks.”

“She doesn't know I see her every time when I look at the mirror.”