“Maybe happiness is like a virus. Maybe it's one of those bugs that sits for a long time, so we don't even know that we are infected.”

“When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but sometimes we look so long at the closed door, that we don't see the one which has been opened for us...'Maybe it's time we stop looking at the closed door, Red.~ Ken ~”

“No one knows why we hate Hattie. Maybe it's her wool skirts and kneesocks. Maybe it's because she's the last to develop. Maybe it's because she makes A's. Maybe it's because if we hate her, no one will hate us.”

“I don't know, maybe we're always looking for the right place, maybe it's within reach, butwe don't recognize it. Maybe to recognize it, we have to believe in it.”

“…a story is like a virus that can rage only for as long as there are new hosts to infect.”

“It's so much easier to point a finger than to take responsibility yourself, isn't it? Maybe it isn't so simple as this person's fault or that one. Maybe we make up the dance together, as we go along, and no one knows what the result will be.”