“Maybe Ridley was like chicken pox; you could only catch it once.”

“Are you accusing me of reading? ~ Ridley”

“Books?" Ridley looked disgusted. "Carry?”

“And you couldn’t control who you loved, even if you wanted to. That had been Genevieve’s problem with Ethan Carter Wate. It had been Uncle Macon’s problem with Lila, Link’s with Ridley. Probably even Ridley’s with Link.Love was how all these knots started to unravel in the first place.”

“I don’t think Kitchen makes this. What’s it called again?""Jell-O Surprise." Link grinned."What’s the surprise?" Ridley examined the red gelatin more closely."What they put in it.”

“Maybe there isn't a meaning to life. Maybe there's only a meaning to living.”

“Obviously the whole Wayward thing hasn't been explained to you properly. You don't have any superpowers. You can't leap over tall buildings in a single bound or fight Dark Casters with your magic cat. Basically, you're a glorified tour guide who's no better equipped to face a bunch of Dark Casters than Mary P. over here-Ridley”