“Butterflies, butterfliesThey were meant to flyYou and i, you and iWe were colours in the sky”
“His blue eyes were very dark...Will's were the colour of the sky just on the edge of the night...”
“Sometimes the butterflies were there just to make you queasy; sometimes the butterflies were there to let you know that something good was on its way”
“There wouldn't be a sky full of stars if we were all meant to wish on the same one.”
“I knew you were meant to kiss girls, but there was something else that you were meant to do first, and I didn't know what that was.”
“Epochs later, the curtains grew dusty and brittle, the deep, vicious colour of a bruise. The floorboards creaked and we were civilized. We were no longer the wild, ravening voices of the world, howling our shame and indignation at the sky.”