“For once, I understood the Caleb mania. He was like a jalapeno, bright and smooth, but dangerously hot. A small part of me wanted to bit him.”

“I wanted to like him, and yet, a small part of me needed to fear him.”

“What If I still want to go?" "Then you'll go," he said. "But I wanted you to know the danger." "There's always danger." His green eyes met mine. I was starting to see It, how It could happen-Caleb and me.”

“The attendant thinks it is some form of religious mania which has seized him. If so, we must look for squalls, for a strong man with homicidal and religious mania at once might be dangerous. The combination is a dreadful one.”

“His smile was bright and sweet and hot enough to melt solid steel. "Is this the part where I kiss you?""If you like.""Oh," he said, "I like.”

“He was so full of life and confidence part of me wanted to slap him. But another part wanted to let him show me how to feel like that. That part made me want to slap myself.”