“Whenever it gets too dark, think of the good things you have, the good times you've had. It will help. I promise.”

“I'll be good. I promise. I'll be the best damn friend you've ever had.”

“Kat didn't know what to say. It's good to see you too? Thanks for getting me kicked out? Is it possible you've gotten even hotter? I think I might have missed you?”

“I can't help it, Alexis," he said "I want to make you think too much...and then I want to hear the things you've been thinking too much.”

“You've got to have as many good times as bad, or it all becomes too painful and too much work.”

“Bless that good, good woman who hung the crucifix round my neck! For it is a comfort and a strength to me whenever I touch it. It is odd that a thing which I have been taught to regard with disfavour and as idolatrous should in a time of loneliness and trouble be of help. Is it that there is something in the essence of the thing itself, or that it is a medium, a tangible help, in conveying memories of sympathy and comfort? Some time, if it may be, I must examine this matter and try to make up my mind about it.”