“-Some guy stopped by to see you.-Who was it?-I don't know.-You don't know? Was he cute? Did you fall in love with him?”

“It's that guy again," you'd say.Then: "He's cute, you know."No, I don't know. And you don't need to tell me.”

“He stops pacing. 'I know, Miranda, I did it because I—' 'Stop! Don't say it. I don't want to hear you say it.' 'I have to say it,' Noah says. 'No, you don't.' If I hear him say the word love, I don't know what I'll do. I still have my gun. Maybe one day I can forgive him, but all chance of that goes out the window if he claims he did it for love. If you love someone, the idea is respect them enough to trust them. Not to take away their freedom. Their life.”

“You know a guy a longtime, and I mean really know him, you don't get used to the idea that he's dead just overnight.”

“You're so beautiful," said Alice. "I'm afraid of looking at you and not knowing who you are.""I think that even if you don't know who I am someday, you'll still know that I love you.""What if I see you, and I don't know that you're my daughter, and I don't know that you love me?""Then, I'll tell you that I do, and you'll believe me.”

“What? You don't think he's cute?""I didn't really notice.""How can you not notice when a guy is cute?" Melody stared at her in disbelief.”