“...we've let go of so many things, but never each other's hand ...”

“There are so many ways to go wrong. All we've got are metaphors, and they're never exactly right. You can never just Say. The. Thing.”

“We gained control of many things. But we had to let go of others.”

“He reaches over a goat that's come between us and grabs my hand."Don't let go!" he orders. Harper's hand is dry and soothing, while mine is sweaty with fear. We've never held hands before. I think about what it means in the village when boys and girls only a few years older then Harper and me wander around with their hands clasped together. They're always peering dreamily into each other's eyes, sneaking sky kisses...and soon after, there's a wedding.”

“In all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable is each other.”

“We're all lost souls here. It's a good thing we've got each other.”