“I'm not even sure we remembered to kiss. What we had went deeper than a kiss”

“What we had went so much deeper than a kiss. When we were together, she turned me completely inside out. It didn't matter if we were dead or alive. We could never be kept apart. There were some things more powerful than worlds or universes. She was my world, as much as I was hers. What we had, we knew. The poems are all wrong. It's a bang, a really big bang. Not a whimper. And sometimes gold can stay. Anybody who's ever been in love can tell you that.”

“A kiss that was every bit as big and every bit as small as a kiss can be.”

“The good and the bad, the sugar and the salt, the kicks and the kisses—what’s come before and what will come after, you and me—”

“Sugar and salt and kicks and kisses.”

“I'm not falling anymore. That's what L says, and she's right.I guess you could say I'm flying. We both are.And I'm pretty sure somewhere up there in the real blue sky and carpenter bee greatness, Amma's flying, too.We all are, depending on how you look at it. Flying or falling, it's up to us.Because the sky isn't really made of blue paint, and there aren't just two kinds of people in this world, the stupid and the stuck. We only think there are. Don't waste your time with either-with anything. It's not worth it.”

“The lonely reality of the truth-that the most important person in your life suddenly ceased to exist. Which on a bad day meant maybe she had never existed at all. And on a good day, there was the other fear. That even if you were a hundred percent sure she had been there, maybe you were the only one who cared or remembered.”