“Words are so wonderful to read, so nourishing to the mind. But really! It's just a fantasy. One doesn't eat words! one reads them”

“When she talks to Tripp, something nice happens inside of her: a vibration, a thrum. It's as if a tiny wind chime is suspended inside her soul, she thinks, and his words are the wind that makes it ring.”

“Maybe it explains the reason why one person likes another. It's because their souls both thrum at the same frequency.”

“You do realize that you are a termite. You are eating through my soul.”

“Their voices fit together so perfectly, it makes him, for the first time, actually like the concept of perfection.”

“hi my name is luke, it rhymes with puke!”

“They were lucky to find each other. Nobody could take that away.”