“These days it seemed like the words between them were there only to outline the silences.”

“Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between us is flung wide as an ocean. But I manage to reach across it, to wrap my arms around him.”

“Words got in the way. The things we felt the hardest--like what it was like to have a boy touch you as if you were made of light, or what it meant to be the only person in the room who wasn't noticed--weren't sentences; they were knots in the wood of our bodies, places where our blood flowed backward. If you asked me, not that anyone ever did, the only words worth saying were I'm sorry.”

“because in the past words have only driven them apart.”

“Lies were only as strong as the suckers that believed them.”

“This was the reason there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that didn't have words big enough to describe them.”

“This was why there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that just didn't have words big enough to describe them.”