“Don't think I was the only reason he healed. You're his light, Marissa. Don't ever forget that.”

“He got this very serious look on his face after I told him, and he said something to me I don't think I will forget this semester or ever. 'Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.”

“[...] what the hell do I do about a broken lifebond?"He shook his head, obviously at a loss. "I can't tell you; I don't know. I don't Heal minds, I Heal bodies. And I don't know of anyone who Heals hearts.”

“I told him about the boy [...] hitting my sister [...] He got this very serious look on his face after I told him, and he said something to me I don't think I will forget [...] ever."Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.”

“You won't forget me, right?" I tried to play it light so maybe he wouldn't see just how scared I was for tomorrow.For a second, the corners of his eyes pinched. Then he sat up, and I backed onto my knees. His hands straightened my T-shirt, tugging it down."No," he said. His face darkened. "I don't think it's possible to forget you.”

“I don't hit women. Ever. But Marissa makes me wish that, for about ten seconds, I weighed a hundred pounds less and had tits. Not only is her interruption untimely, now shes' going to screw up the rest of my night, too.”