“I don't understand, Jem. I don't understand why you'd leave me. Why would you that?”

“People just don't seem to get me. Don't understand that I need my space. Always telling me what to do. They think rules and routines and clean hands and your p's and q's will make everything all right. They haven't got a clue.”

“It's okay to talk about it. Death is so normal, I don't know why everyone gets so hung up about it. We all have to deal with it. Most people that you talk to have lost someone, but nobody talks about it.”

“Don't make me flip you off""Why would I deprive you of a favourite hobby?""Because my finger's getting sore.”

“You get use to someone—start to like them, even—and they leave. In the end, everyone leaves.”

“Why do they call it losing your virginity, anyway? It's Not Like I don't know where I left it." "You'd be surprised how many people don't.”

“I was tired of being me.”