“I won't let this be my good-bye. I've folded one thousand paper crane memories of me and Grace, and I've made my wish.I will find a cure. And then I will find Grace.”

“I still watch her now, like I always did, and she watches me, her brown eyes looking out from a wolf's face. This is the story of a boy who used to be a wolf, and a girl who became one.I won't let this be my last good-bye. I've folded one thousand paper cranes of me and Grace, and I've made my wish. I will find a cure. And then I will find Grace.”

“One thousand ways to say good-byeOne thousands ways to cryOne thousand ways to hang your hat before you go outsideI say good-bye good-bye good-byeI shout it out so loudCause the next time that I find my voice I might not remember how.”

“I say good-bye good-bye good-byeI shout it out so loud‘Cause the next time that I find my voice I might not remember how.”

“Don't tell me that. I've lived in hell for the past thousand years. I spent a thousand years wishing I'd never been born. She's the only thing that's made my life worth living and if that's all I get, a few months with her- a few days, it's more than I've ever hoped for. Do you really think God would forgive me for the blood on my hands, even if my soul was free? I'm going to hell no matter what happens. Let me have my pathetic hopeless love while I can. Just- let me pretend it will turn out alright.”

“Grace reached over and began stroking her fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and let her drive me crazy.”

“Sam, I really want to buy a red coffee pot, if they exist," Grace said."I'll find you one”