“No," says Ariana. "It was a dream. Reality got in the way, that's all.”
“...And perhaps you can sense, in some small twisting loop of your gut, the convergence of the wrong, of the right, and of the woefully misguided. If you do, then pay sharp attention to the moment you wake, and the moment you fall asleep...For maybe then you will know, without a shadow of a doubt, which is which.”
“Stupid dreams. Even the good ones are bad, because they remind you how poorly reality measures up.”
“When it comes to such open-heart reflection, I'm a firm believer in the observer effect, which states that anything you try to observe is automatically changed by the mere fact that you're looking at it. The way I see it, if you try to study your emotions on a microscopic level, the best you can do is understand how it feels to hold the magnifying glass.”
“What can fingerprints mean when they’re not necessarily yours?”
“My grandmother used to say that twisting paths always cross again," he told her. "And whose paths are more twisted than ours?”