“...some people won't even own a dog for fear it will die - you can't bubble-wrap your heart...”

“The music glides between the pores of your skin to bubble through your veins in place of blood, and you can't help but clutch the mic with both trembling hands and let the song flow out of you like blood from a wound. In those moments, when the music has replaced everything and even awareness of your own body has faded, you can't breathe, can't do anything but let the song own you, let the performance rocket through you. There's no people, no problems in your life, no buzz of alcohol in your blood or pain in your heart.”

“You can’t live your life in a bubble, Charlie. And you can’t live Evan’s life for him. He won’t thank you if you try to wrap him in bubble wrap and set him on a shelf.”

“You can't be trapped by other people, you can only be trapped by your own fear. Defy and win.”

“You can't own your victories if you won't admit your failures.”

“The spell was simple and I'd said half of it before she even figured out that it was a spell.Since you like bubbles so,In a bubble you must go.In that bubble you will stayTill your bubbles go away.Sound can't pass from inside out Even if you scream or shout.If you want to be set free, End your spell, that's the key”