“See the look on my faceFrom staying too long in one placeBut every time I try to leaveI find I keep on stallingFeel like a big old stoneStanding by a strength of my ownBut every time the morning breaksI know I'm closer to falling”

“I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.”

“Lighten up.” I yawned, pointing across the street to the diner. “If I got upset every time someone beat me, or chased me, or tried to rape me, I’d be crying in my cereal every morning. No one likes a whiner.”

“Every things fuzzy now,but I try to stay awake long enough to tell him one more thing."glad you . . .see. . .my colors caspian." " me too abbey," he said softly. "sweet dreams.”

“I know what's coming next. I look at Giulianna's expertly made-up face, sink into her catlike beauty, and then close my eyes and I'm kissing Kate. I don't even try to stop it anymore-this happens every time. With every girl.”

“I would like to stay stoned all the time, it scares me it’s so good. I would like to stay stoned every minute of every day for the rest of my life.”