“You have to understand what you’re missing before you can really feel a loss.”
“I’ve got nothing against outsiders, per se, you understand. It’s just that you have to love a town before you can live in it right, and you have to live in it before you can love it right. Otherwise, you’re a parasite of sorts.”
“I miss you,” he said softly ... “I miss the feeling of completeness I have when you’re in my arms. Do you ever feel that way? Like a part of you is missing when we’re apart.”
“You’re not really an adult at all. You’re just a tall child holding a beer, having a conversation you don’t understand.”
“What are you? Stupid? Of course they have a guard. What part of ‘You’re a prisoner’ did you miss? (Delphine)”
“No one understands what you feel but me, and no one understands what I feel but you, so can we not feel together?”