“The boy had my wolf's eyes.”

“Literature was not born the day when a boy crying "wolf, wolf" came running out of the Neanderthal valley with a big gray wolf at his heels; literature was born on the day when a boy came crying "wolf, wolf" and there was no wolf behind him.”

“Turned out there was some big, bad Wolf in my good boy after all.”

“Even the boy who cried wolf was right about the wolf once.”

“I will howl for you, human boy (...). I will hunt you in my girl skin but I'llcelebrate as wolf.”

“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.”