“Sometimes we fall in love and end up losing ourselves. We allow ourselves to become different people. But we have choices, Lily. We can choose to find the person we used to be, the person we really are. Or we can continue on as this new being."-Conall.”

“Lily jumped a little at the sight of him. He’d never been this vivid before, this detailed. She could see him as clearly as if he were really standing right before her. Butthis was a dream, even though her senses told her otherwise. “It’s bolder because we’re so close,” he explained, obviously able to follow her train of thought. “Now that you’re back in the world you belong, our connection has strengthened.” “We have no connection.” Trying to gather her courage, Lily straightened her spine, standing tall. He shook his head at her. “You’ll soon be finding you’re wrong about that one, my love. Very wrong.” Ronan turned his head as if looking at something in the distance,though all she could see was the black. With a heavy sigh, he shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants and lancedback up with a wicked smirk. “It seems that time’s already run out. I only came to get a look at you, anyway. You should really run along now, Dreamer, I can’t wait to see you in the waking world.”

“Things have changed, Dreamer, you can feel it, and it’s tearing you up inside.Wanting to be closer to me.”

“We have to allow ourselves to be loved by the people who really love us, the people who really matter. Too much of the time, we are blinded by our own pursuits of people to love us, people that don't even matter, while all that time we waste and the people who do love us have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets! It's time to put an end to this. It's time for us to let ourselves be loved.”

“The novels we read allow us to encounter possible persons, versions of ourselves hat we would never see, never permit ourselves to see, never permit ourselves to become, in places we can never go and might not care to, while assuring that we get to return home again”

“Your existance hinders on no one but yourself. Only you can write your destiny. Fate is a mere parlor trick designed to coax you into believing otherwise. There is always a choice.”

“The only way that we can live, is if we grow. The only way that we can grow is if we change. The only way that we can change is if we learn. The only way we can learn is if we are exposed. And the only way that we can become exposed is if we throw ourselves out into the open. Do it. Throw yourself.”