“Are Seth and I seeing each other? Is that even possible? I mean, inter-realmal dating?”

“I don't care," said Seth. "I would have done it. I would have sold my soul for you. You and me...I told you. Something's always going to keep us near each other...even if we aren't together.”

“I know it is possible to feel this way about other people," I began, pointing to my heart, "I know that there are a lot of ways to love and that each person I date will bring out a different part of me and I will love them all differently. But I always like how I liked you the best.”

“Seth: "You're what matters"Ash: "Hold me? If you still want to, I mean."Seth: "Every day, I want to hold you every day. Nothing will ever change that.”

“Maybe someday we'll see each other again, Charlie. For real I mean. Until then, save me a seat, okay?-Solo”

“So there we were. Once upon a time, during the storybook version of dating we'd gone through, I'd pretended that it was possible to love her when I only mildly liked her. Now I had no desire to pretend we'd ever be in love, and I liked her madly. 'Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time?' I asked her.She laughed. 'You mean, can we share our fuckups and see if we can get any wisdom out of them?''Yeah,' I said. 'That would be nice.”