“Love... doesn't happen every day. It doesn't happen at all for some people”

“How did people get over this? They obviously did. Every day someone fell in love with the wrong person and had to pack up all their fragile, misguided hopes and unwanted affection, and move on to the next picnic table.”

“Adrien, people get killed all the time. Since when is it your job to find out what happened to them?""I'm not usually suspected of murdering them.""You have been as long as I've known you.”

“I'm not insane. This is very simple, very straightforward. Provided he doesn't kill me, it's foolproof.”

“Hearts got broken every day. Nobody died from that. But it did kind of fade the sunlight and drain the color from the days.”

“I want that. I don’t think a week goes by I don’t dream about it. The way it feels to move inside you. The way your body grabs on like tight velvet. The sounds you make, like having me inside you is the best thing that ever happened to you.”

“People loved you in the way they knew how - and often it was not the way you knew. Or needed.”