“Most of all, she'd missedfeeling connected to someone else. Being a vital part of them—aching when theywere on a trip, knowing that someone was out there missing her and counting theheartbeats until they were back together again. There was nothing else likeliving and breathing for the smile of someone she loved. -leta”

“All human beings were of course unique, and they only discovered that when someone else fell in love with them or when no one ever fell in love with them.”

“I miss her. I don't know how to live without her. There is a hole inside me that nothing fills.If you don't find something to fill that hole, someone else will. And if someone else fills it, they own you. Forever. You'll never get yourself back.”

“It is because the human spirit knows, deep down, that all lives intersect. That death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed.”

“She didn't know how to love, to give herself to someone, to out herself in someone else's keeping and take him into hers. She didn't trust anyone with her heart - or the darker places of her soul.”

“Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will… but then again, if you don’t imagine, nothing ever happens at all. Imagining isn’t perfect. You can’t get all the way inside someone else… But imagining being someone else, or the world being something else, is the only way in. It is the machine that kills the fascists”