“But that's the problem with love - it acts on you, works through you, resists your attempts to control.”

“Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.”

“But I have a secret. You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to fly above them. You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but I wil find a way to resist. I love you. Remember. They cannot take it.”

“They say that just before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes, but that's not how it happened for me.”

“I used to think that's what love was: knowing someone so well he was like a part of you.”

“You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to fly above them. You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but I will find a way to resist. And there are many of us out there, more than you think. People who refuse to stop believing. People who refuse to come to earth. People who love in a world without walls, people who love into hate, into refusal, against hope, and without fear.I love you. Remember. They cannot take it.”

“That's the thing about faith. It works.”