“I hadn't been thinking, actually. I was just trying to get to a place where I'd be noticed.”

“Until then she hadn't considered that there was a trade off, that she might not fit anymore in places where she'd been comfortable.”

“This is love, I think. A place where people who have been alone may lock together like hawks and spin in the air, dizzy with surprise at the connection. A place you go willingly, and with wonder”

“There are a lot of places," I reply, "that I thought I'd never go.”

“I used to think I'd be just like them when I grew up, but I am not. And the thing is, somewhere along the way, I stopped wanting to be like them, anyway.”

“I don't think we get a choice in who we fall for," Ian whispers. "I think we just do.”

“It felt like I'd been living underground, and for a moment, I'd been given this glimpse of the sky. Once you've seen that, how can you go back where you came from?”