“I’m frightened that one morning there will not be enough to keep me going.”

“It's a weird smile, but it reaches his eyes and I bottle it. And I put it in my ammo pack that's kept right next to my soul and Justine's spirit and Siobhan's hope and Tara's passions. Because if I'm going to wake up one morning and not be able to get out of bed, I'm going to need everything I've got to fight this disease that could be sleeping inside of me.”

“I’m scared I’m going to spend the rest of my life in a state of yearning, regardless of where I am.”

“Because people with that much spirit frighten the hell out of me. They make me want to be a better person when I know it's not possible.”

“When your're both finished trying to frighten each other away with the sordidness of your pasts, can you help me, please?”

“I have one brother and I live with four hundred guys. Girls under the age of fourteen are the most frightening creatures I have ever come across.”

“You shy, Francesca?” Javier asks me later on.I shake my head. “Not really.” I’m just sad, I want to say. And I’m lonely.”