““Don'’t worry."” Arriane stood next to Luce. “This place is like a reject revolving door. People come and go all the time because of some parole issue crazy parents whatever. Randy'’s off tonight. No one else gives a damn. If anyone gives you a second look— just give ’em a third one. Or send them over to me.”" She made a fist.”

“I certainly never felt rejected because they had given me up. My parents knew nothing about my birth mother, yet always explained with certainty that she didn't "give me up" or "give me away" - she made a plan for me, the best one she could make under her circumstances, whatever those were.”

“Im a vegetarian," Luce said. She was glancing around the tables , looking for two people in particular. Daniel and Cam. She'd just feel more at ease is she knew where they were so she could go about having her luch pretending that she didn't see either one of them. But so far no sightings. "Vegetarian, huh?" Arriane pursed her lips. "Hippie parents or your own meager attempt at rebellion?""Uh, neither. I just dont-""Like meat?" Arriane steered Luce's shoulders nintey degrees so that she was looking directly at Daniel, sitting at a table across the room. Luce let out a long exhale. There he was."Now, does that go for all meat?" Arriane sang loudly. "Like you wouldn't sink your teeth into him?" - Fallen”

“Never, ever give up. Ever. Just because one editor rejects you doesn’t mean the whole world is crashing down. Look outside. Sky’s still standing? Yep? Okay, send your work to someone else.”

“You need more time? Fine. I can do that. I could do anything for you, Luce. But, please, for god's sake, just give me some hope." A tear skied down my cheek, bleeding into one of my bandages. "Give me the smallest silver of hope there's still going to be a place for you and me on the other side of this.”

“Just because birds fly over your head, doesn`t mean you have to give them a place to build a nest.”