“Right now, though, I wanted not to think forward or backward, but only to lose myself in the words.”

“I know there were no guaratnees. No way of knowing what came next for me, or him, or anything. Some things dont last forever, but some things do. Like a great song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down the corners and peering close, hoping you still see the person you see there . . . That was the thing, you just never knew. Right now, though, I wanted not to think forward or backward, but only to lose myself in the words.”

“Maybe you could go backwards and forwards at the same time, but it wasn't easy. You had to want to.”

“I was beginning to see, though, that the unknown wasn't always the greatest thing to fear. The people who know you best can be risker, because the words they say and things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well.”

“So this had been all I wanted, a boy who understood how I felt. Now, though, I sometimes wished for more.”

“But anyone can begin. It was the part with all the promise, the potential, the things I loved. More and more, though, I was finding myself wanting to find out what happened in the end..”

“Honestly," I said.What?"Come on. You have to admit it's sort of ridiculous."What is?"Now that I had to define it, I found myself struggling for the right words. "You know," I said, then figured Kristy had really summed it up best. "The sa-woon."The what?"Wes, come on," I said. "Are you seriously not aware of how girls stare at you?”