“Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete.”

“But as I get older I think – can it really be love if we don’t talk that much, don’t see each other? Isn’t love something that happens between people who spend time together and know each other’s faults and take care of each other? In the end I decide that the mark we’ve left on each other is the color and shape of love. That’s the unfinished business between us. Because love is never finished. It circles and circles the memories always out of order and not always complete. There’s one I always come back to: me and Cameron Quick, laying on the ground in an aspen grove on a golden fall day, the aspen leaves clattering and quaking the way they do. Cameron turning to me, reaching out a small and dirty hand, which I take and do not let go.”

“If you love someone, put their name in a circle; because hearts can bebroken, but circles never end.”

“Draw a circle, not a heart, around the one you love because a heart can break but a circle goes on forever.”

“If you love someone put their name in a circle not a heart, because a heart can be broken, a circle goes on forever.”

“He drew a circle that shut me out-Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.But love and I had the wit to win:We drew a circle and took him In!”