“Love- the infatuation kind- 'he's so handsome, she's so beautiful'- that can shrivel. As soon as something goes wrong, that kind of love can fly out the window. ”

“The Mayor's wrong -He's wrong forever and ever -It's not that you should never love something so much it can control you.It's that you need to love something that much so you can never be controlled.”

“He was so handsome, so beautiful. Inside and out.”

“Anyone who has ever experienced love knows that you can have too much or too little. You can have love that parches, love that defeats. You can have love measured out in the wrong proportions. It's like your sunlight and water - the wrong kind of love is just as likely to stifle hope as it is to nourish it.”

“For so many years she had wondered what her first kiss would be like - if he would be handsome, if he would love her, if he would be kind. She had never imagined that the kiss would be so brief and desperate and wild. Or that it would taste of holy water. Holy water and blood.”

“He was the worst kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control.”