“Life is such a miracle, a series of small miracles.It really is, if you learn how to look at it with the right perspective.”

“The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.”

“Is it important to be right or is it important to do what’s right? That’s one of the hardest lessons to learn.”

“I'm glad I'm feeling this way. I'm really glad."Dr. Keyes looked rather dismayed. "Really, sweetheart?""Yes. And I don't want to let it go. Not yet. I'm just starting to feel it. And it feels...I don't know. Right, I guess. Maybe even...good.”

“Did you know that wasn’t me, the other Max?” I asked.“Yeah.”“When?”“Right away.”“How?” I persisted. “We look identical. She even had identical scars and scratches. She was wearing my clothes. How could you tell us apart?”He turned to me and grinned, making my world brighter. “She offered to cook breakfast.”

“My mom had a soft heart after all! Instead of being chained by both wrists, we were only chained by one ankle!I mean, if I’d been looking for proof that she really did love me, this was it, right?”

“Every other person in the world would have looked at it and thought, Max would hate this. It was girly. It was beautiful. It wasn't made of titanium and black leather with spikes on it. But it seemed exactly right, in a weird, heart-fluttery kind of way. And I really loved it.”