“I push throughthe wind to the north-facing window and stand before it. 'I will bring her back!' I shout into the darkness.I do this because I know Rhauk will be listening.”

“I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.”

“I find myself wishing that I could work that magic for her. That I could bring the smile back to her face. But I slap at those thoughts as if they were mosquitoes. What am I doing, caring so much about my best friend's love? I deny my feelings for her because they shouldn't exist.”

“It wouldn’t bring her back.” “I know. Trust me, I do. And I would have done far worse,” he says, “if I’d thought there was a way to bring Regina back. I would have traded places. I would have sold souls. I would have torn this world apart. I would have done anything, broken any rule, just to bring her back.”

“I was suddenly very aware of the fact it was me standing up in that tunnel with the wind over my face. Not caring if I saw downtown. Not even thinking about it. Because I was standing in the tunnel. And I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite.”

“I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soulWhere I end up, well, I think only God really knows”